Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge

She knew this was probably going to happen, but she let herself be stupid, again. Sure, he was attractive, sexy and his choice of automobile was alluring, but sitting here alone waiting? Did she need a neon sign saying he was a two timer or was waiting outside a motel room just a coincidence? What are the odds? She looked back to see if there was a taxi nearby, but none to be found. I’ll just wait till he comes out smelling like cheap perfume after he was inside “checking on his sister” staying there…yeah, sure I will. She grabbed her purse and walked to the motel office and called for a taxi.



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