She’d stayed longer than she should have, and now it was too late. She was going to be in big trouble. Once again, she’d had another of those fabulous steaming popovers, downed one too many G&Ts, chatted up the familiar Happy Hour crowd and met a few new faces.
Avoided going home.
Did this mean something? No time to dive deep; her train would depart in four minutes!
Stuck at the top of the stairs, the tight-packed sea of commuters blocked her way.
Panicking, she did the only thing possible. Straddling the banister, she slid all the way down.
© Liz Husebye Hartmann (2021)
Carrot Ranch Prompt (01/01/2021): In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about a swift passage. You can take inspiration from any source. Who is going where and why. What makes it swift? Go where the prompt leads!