Flash Fiction – The Window

May 14, 2020, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story that answers the question, “What’s the first thing that comes to mind when you are in absolute danger?” Go where the prompt leads!

The Window

I don’t remember having any clear thoughts. I guess my instincts kicked in. Looking back on it now, it felt like everything all went in slow motion.

Stopping at the red light.

The hand reaching in the window with a gun.

A split-second glance in the mirror at my toddler.

Before I could even comprehend what I was doing, the automatic window went up clamping onto the man’s arm. He dropped the gun into my lap. I lowered the window just enough for his arm to be freed.

The light turned green the moment my foot hit the gas.

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