Friday, September 15, 2006

Fifty five in parts

A steady buzzing vibration woke him as he lay down, his feet sticking out of the taxi window. Reaching behind him, he found the phone wedged between the seat.
The glowing screen registered eleven missed calls.
Stupid drunk girl had left it behind.
I’ll get a good price for this, he thought, switching it off.

In response to this by BB.
As part of a 55 fiction-chain initiative by Gaurav.