He strutted by the front of my car.

I returned to my car after I purchased my hot breakfast coffee and noticed a handrail thin young man in a worn blue hoodie. The raindrops on my windshield didn’t obscure his droopy pants when he strutted by the front of my car. Smoke and steam billowed from his nostrils appearing like horns of a bull.

I wiggled my nose, blinked my eyes, and glanced over my shoulder following his path. He hooked arms with a woman in a red cape.

Author: Judy

Judy Dawn writes science-fantasy enveloping imaginative technology, augmented reality, and inspiring threads between the lines. She publishes short stories found on her website and novels. Readers and fans can speak to her real time by joining her live chat on Twitch.Tv.