Not my fault.
Where’s your mom?
Did you get the wallet I sent you?
The one with the cowboy on it?
I made it in the leather shop.
No one cares about cowboys.
Can’t teach an old dog new tricks.
I got out last week.
You heading our way?
That was the plan.
What stopped you?
’57 Thunderbird. Creamy white. It was cherry.
It should have been locked up.
People are fools.
It wasn’t my fault.
There you go.
It was cherry.
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7 responses to “Auto by John Riley”
Really like the way you’ve revealed the characters and their stories via the dialogue. Well done, John.
Thanks, Susan. I’m glad the characters revealed themselves.
You nailed the dialogue in this perfectly, as well as the plot. And all without dialogue tags! *claps*
Thank you. I’m flattered. Glad you liked the lack of dialogue tags.
Yes, for a ’57 Thunderbird, anything. Brilliant dialog, too.
Great story. Great dialogue. Peace…
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