The sun was a memory, the road a straight line swallowed by an empty horizon. This relic of a rental was so old, the radio was one speaker, with five buttons and a dial to select AM stations. Too late even for radio ministry, too early for the farm report; he cranked open the window for the wind’s whistle.
Rubbing his eyes with one hand, he cupped the wheel with the other.
“Joe? Are you there?”
He started, cranked the window shut to hear the radio.
“Mary?”
Her voice was clear and strong, as if she was still alive.
© Liz Husebye Hartmann (2020)
Carrot Ranch Prompt (09/10/2020): In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story that includes something heard on the radio. It can be from any station or era. What is heard? A song, announcement, ad? Think of how radio connects people and places. Go where the prompt leads!
Valley of the Trolls 
It took only a second and I was behind the wheel, road ahead. Talk about quick set up, lol
Nicely done, Liz.
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Thanks! Glad to have you road trippin’ with us.
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Oh! That gave me a jolt. I sat up straight as I can see Joe doing, too!
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Makes me want to know more!
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Hmmm. A wake up call?
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Or a message from the Twilight Zone? We don’t really know right now….
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More to follow?
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(My existing ms would feel abandoned)
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Awww. ❤
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