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Flash Fiction Friday: The Gas Station

The GPS was dead. There was no cell service, either. Fifteen miles had passed without any connection with the world. “Think we’ll find a gas station soon?” Ben said. Maryann cringed. “How low are we?” “Let’s put it this way…once we’re out of fumes, we’ll be walking.” “And you’re sure this isn’t the right road?”… Continue reading Flash Fiction Friday: The Gas Station

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