It is First Line Friday!
Dylan Hughes gives us the first line and we are to write a story or poem using that as our initial opening. You can check out fuller details below
“I liked the rush, I liked the crunch. Never did look back at the fallout.”
The court was silent as they listened to the accused recount his story.
‘I was high. It was hot, traffic was at a standstill and they were simply in my way. It was an old car. One with cattle bars on the front and big tyres. I felt invincible, turned the wheel and steered the vehicle through the lot of them.’
The judge removed his glasses and looked at him in the dock.
‘You don’t deny it then?’
‘No Sir. I don’t. As I said, I was high and couldn’t really think straight. It was a combination of painkillers, little food and the heat. I thought I could use the yard as a short cut, but then I was confronted by this mountain of large cartons which, as we now know, contained the store’s biscuit delivery. I didn’t get very far after that as someone in a forklift blocked my exit and the manager called the police.’
A whispered ‘Crumbs’ echoed from the gallery, and duly chagrined, the young lad in the dock was fined £200 and sentenced to 6 weeks community service for causing willful damage whilst under the influence.