A short 100 word fiction story for Friday Fictioneers.
I closed my eyes. Could this driver be any more dangerous? He was not at all concerned that we nearly wiped out that rickshaw or knocked some exotic fruits from a market stall.
“I get you there double-quick time, no worries” he said with his smiling voice.
“You Aussies so you know Brett Lee, yes?”
“Yes”, I nodded, as it happened I did.
“I take you to the hotel, but first, a quick game of cricket” I opened my eyes to the sound of excited young voices. Held high was a bat and ball and smiles adorned all the faces.