Jeff’s foot stared up at him. His big toe waving in the breeze like a hobo thumbing a ride.
I hope no one’s looking. This is embarrassing.
In the distance, he could hear a whistling sound. It was the sound of fate and fate was going to be a bitch.
Jeff tried turning his foot to the left. To the right. No luck. Sweat trickled down his brow. Embarrassment was taking second place to terror.
Okay. Seriously. No longer fun. I hope someone’s looking now.
Jeff glanced up and saw the sign:
Mind The Gap
He yanked and…
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(This post was going to qualify for the WordPress Weekly Writing Challenge called Mind the Gap. Then I went back and actually read what the weekly challenges were all about. I got it wrong. But since I wrote it, it’s going in. -Ed.)