By Ria Rees
“I’m gonna check again.” I grab my phone, unlock it, peer at the map to find her pin. “Ah, here she is.”
He leans in. “She’s walked that whole way?”
“Mmm.” Can’t decide if I’m proud or worried.
“Should we send a message?”
“Mmm …” I don’t want to smother her. But the night is rolling on and the sky is getting darker. “I used to stay out till ten.”
“You lived in a cul-de-sac, middle of nowhere.”
He’s right. Things have changed. My phone buzzes, her name blinks on-screen with a message. “Can I have a lift? 😀 “
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I like the original ambiguity followed by the idea of worried parents. She knows they will give her a lift–because she is also watching their location (map pin). I could be wrong, but this is good story in any case.
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Hey James! thanks so much for your comment 🙂 she is totally watching her parents at the same time lol – I’m glad you liked it! 🙂
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This is fantastic!
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I love the distanced, tech savvy hovering going on here. My father in law did this with my husband, but the old fashioned way. He hid behind cars!!
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