Very Short Stories

Reefer Madness

Center lane, I-10, headed to Riverside. Cars sped around him. A CHP police interceptor hung three cars back. Then there was one in front! Why did she rush him out the apartment? Paranoia from his first taste of weed began to set in with the sunset.

© 2018, Michael Shawn Sommermeyer. All rights reserved.


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