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Two for the Road

by Thom Gabrukiewicz

My dad takes me to work sometimes. He’s a traveling salesman and often takes the double-lane blacktop backroads since he says they’re more honest. I’m 9 and every so often he lets me drive his big silver panel truck with its sliding doors, brushed metal floor and gear shift as long as my own leg. When you’re the driver, you get to control the conversation and the radio. Dad prefers country and likes to dish about mom, while I like talk radio and politics. When it’s my turn to drive, dad likes to slide his door open and make airplane wings out of his cupped hand and outstretched arm.

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Thom Gabrukiewicz is a journalist by education and trade, but he's hoping to someday become a writer with a big W. His Writer's Sketchbook can be found here.

5 comments:

Quin Browne said...

i could feel wind in my hair and see the running legs of the man in the cornfields.

bobbi said...

Very sweet.

Leatherdykeuk said...

Lovely!

Anonymous said...

WOW. An exceptional six, Thom. It was like being there. ~Jennifer W.

Anonymous said...

well done