Daily Prompts



She was hurriedly crossing the road, grocery bags in hand, when a car’s tyres screeched to a halt in front of her. Hearing the driver curse, she glared in return. A few potatoes fell out and rolled all the way down the street.

The panic of having been nearly run over hadn’t left her yet. Then she realised why the car hadn’t seen her. The headlights were queer-they emitted an eerie milky glow in the night. She diagnosed the problem: cataract.


Via Daily Prompt: Panicked

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