Flash Fiction


Sam looked at the clock in the car. 8:39. She was going to be late. Again. Although this time, it wasn’t her fault. She tapped her fingers on the steering wheel, urging the traffic to move. It had been ten minutes and the cars hadn’t moved. She watched the driver in the BMW next to her. He was on his phone. ‘That’d be right,’ she thought. Of all days to forget her phone, it had to be today. She tried to peer past the rain on the windscreen but couldn’t see further than two cars ahead.


‘Screw this,’ she thought. She opened the door of her battered 1995 Corolla Seca, the ugly stepsister to the gleaming BMW. Her heels touched the wet road as she stepped out and knocked on the window of the BMW. The man gave her a surprised look. Sam gave him an apologetic smile. She could feel her perfect bun starting to unravel as the rain punished her for not bringing her umbrella.

‘Do you know what’s happened?’ she asked the man as he rolled down his window.

‘An accident,’ he said. ‘A car and a truck.’

‘Could I please borrow your phone? I forgot mine at home and I’m definitely going to be late for this job interview I’ve got at 9.’

She stood in the middle of the motorway and dialled the number she rang most days. She felt a twinge of guilt on letting Ally down. Her best friend had worked hard to convince the partners of her law firm to interview Sam for the position of an associate.

Hi, you’ve reached Ally. I’m not available to take your call at the moment. Please leave your name and number and I’ll get back to you as soon as I can.

Sam left a message explaining her situation. As she handed the phone back to the BMW owner, Sam heard the traffic report ‘Motorists are recommended to avoid the M5 after a truck and car collided westbound near the Padstow exit. The female driver of the car is feared dead.

(c) Sanch @ Sanch Writes (11 May 2017)

***Inspired by Jodi’s writing prompt challenge***

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  • Jodi Gibson
    11 May 2017 at 10:32 pm

    Ooh I love that twist at the end! Was it Ally? Or was it not? Great writing Sanch, you set the scene and the atmosphere perfectly.
    Thanks for joining in, great to have you along šŸ™‚

    • Sanch, the writer
      12 May 2017 at 9:28 pm

      Thanks Jodi! I do like endings sometimes that can keep the reader guessing although I try not to do it too often as it also gets frustrating. šŸ™‚ Thanks for the prompt. Looking forward to next month!

  • Vasantha Vivek
    12 May 2017 at 2:25 pm

    Oh .. such a sad ending. Good take on the prompt.

  • Mayuri Nidigallu
    12 May 2017 at 7:36 pm

    Oh-oh! That end left me with a question on my mind – was it Ally , or not?
    Brilliant writing, Sanch!

  • Alana
    13 May 2017 at 9:57 am

    I also say “nice twist at the end”. Is it Ally? We’ll have to leave that to our imaginations.

  • Uma
    13 May 2017 at 1:12 pm

    Oh my, this left me breathless in the end. I hope it was not Ally. I even thought that perhaps it’s Sam and this was playing out like an after-life situation. Guess, it’s a result of overactive cells šŸ™‚
    Loved the crisp writing!

  • Rachna
    13 May 2017 at 1:18 pm

    I had a foreboding as you moved to the end. It was Ally right? Well told.

  • Sreesha
    15 May 2017 at 7:06 pm

    You’ve left it open, but I think it was Ally. Just this feeling I have…

    Nicely done šŸ™‚