Drive Away
The coffee maker wheezed as it squeezed out the rich coffee one drop at a time in sync with the shower producing an even rapping rhythm like a thunderstorm. The radio digital clock in the bedroom hit seven o’clock and the radio switched on blasting eighty’s music from the speakers as the shower turned off. She hastily wrapped a towel around her and ran out of the bathroom to turn the music down, running back into the steamy bathroom after feeling the nipping air in the room.
After finishing her morning routine, she ran down the stairs to the kitchen. Once there she stopped and took a deep breath of the exotic coffee filled air. She took out the cereal and milk and poured herself a bowl and sat down at the kitchen table with her cup of coffee. The phone rang, but she was too engrossed in her cup of coffee to notice.
Beep. “Hi, Alison? Becky, here. Good morning sleepy head! I really need you to pick up the phone. Listen, I’ve got a problem with my car and I need a lift to work today. Todd said he would drive me back, so you don’t need to worry about that. I already called the boss to say I would be late, but if you could pick up the phone, that would be even better. The sooner I’m there, the better. Um…well, can’t stall any longer but please call me—and soon! Bye.”
Alison finished off the milk in her cereal and brought the bowl to her sink. Becky only calls me when she needs something, she thought glancing at the blinking light on her answering machine. How much will this inconvenience my day?
She slipped on shoes and stepped outside taking a deep breath of the honey summer air and pressed the button on the garage door opener.
“Good morning, car,” she said getting into the drivers side. “It’s a beautiful day, lets drive off and see where we end up. I’ve got a feeling of adventure; are you ready?”
