Hit and Run

by Lindsay Taylor

Driving through suburbia in a trance, Isaac is unaware of the steadily climbing needle on the speedometer. He is in his apartment, now the home of a stranger, three hours ago. He knows he didn't cheat and she knows he didn't cheat, but here he is driving, burning gas instead of that $200 dress he bought her. Isaac takes a corner at 55. Still seeing her guiltless face, his surroundings are skewed until, with a jolt, it's clear again. Isaac backs up and drives away.


Lindsay Taylor hails from New Hampshire and wishes she lived somewhere more interesting.