LATE FOR WORK
Gerald pedalled furiously along the
dark streets, shot through an amber light, and collided with a delivery van,
breaking his wrist.
Gerald’s absence left Dennis, the
night porter, to set the breakfast bar, and he neglected to turn on the coffee
urn.
Deprived of her morning caffeine, the
Foreign Secretary departed angrily for a Cabinet meeting, but her trailing scarf
became trapped in the revolving door. Before Dennis could press the emergency
button she was half-throttled.
As she was rushed into Emergency, Gerald
watched the drama, totally unaware that his failure to get up on time had averted
a war.
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It took me ages to come up with a story this week,but I've been busy helping with the local Arts Festival, so I hope you'll forgive any shortcomings.
Thanks to https://rochellewisoff.com/ Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers, and to Yvette Prior for the photograph of a lovely mosaic floored lobby.