3LineTales: Yellow Car
We were young then, loved the adventure, carefree days, ah,sipping cool drinks while listening to the roar of the sea crashing to the shore.
Such were the good old days, riding our classy yellow car, windows down, tooting and waving to our friends as we passed by.
Today, we drive a car that looks like a million other cars, we don’t dare toot to anyone less we get the finger from an edgy driver.
Hélène Vaillant ©Short Stories