in response to Melissa’s Flash Fiction prompt

Melissa’s Fandango Flash Fiction Challenge #250

(tall door on snow-covered road)

The Sheriff Does the Shooting, Thank You

Shouldn’t there be wrecked cars on the other side of this?  That’s the way it was at the start of Fargo?  You remember, the long (long) stretch of northern Midwestern highway with sites and signs of murder to the side.  How easy it must be to drive off such snow-and-ice covered straight stretches, losing your concentration just a bit while driving.  And who doesn’t lapse?  That’s only human.  Well, this is my road now.  My constituency.  I’m the sheriff; and if you dare to ask, no, I did not shoot the deputy.

C L Couch

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