Reibus

Tammy didn’t know what was happening. She was asleep. So painless. So wonderfully peaceful. She couldn’t open her eyes. She couldn’t speak. Why were those people hanging around? Why couldn’t she talk to them? She didn’t panic. She thought she smiled, but no-one would smile back at her.  She floated out of and over her body, watched it sleeping. She even saw people with tears in their eyes. Why? And she couldn’t talk to anyone!  She felt a lovely life, floating around in the corners of her room, able to go outside if she wanted to, visit other people in this building. She smiled at others and some smiled back. Only who were asleep. Like her. What was life? Was she still alive? Was she just asleep? She knew: yes, she knew – her body was asleep. She had time; she had to explore. She floated down the hallway, looking at people in that hallway, wondering why they looked so busy, or seemed very upset, or, occasionally, just laughed. Wonderful people! Or maybe not so

February 2018 - Small cars often seem to have incidents. Some roll over. This one did.  ABC in September 2017  wrote a short article about the most dangerous cars, many of which were small cars - have a look if that interests you. This short story includes a car accident and a woman who is recovering from... what? What do you think? She'd never heard music on the farm. She heard it now, almost mute. She turned towards it. She was moving towards the road, where she had never been since she'd been here, after her own accident. It was supposed to be about recovery, yet the music outside her farm house got louder. She couldn't go onto the road. She crouched behind the hedge, crawled along, getting closer to it. She peeked through the hedge, trying to find where it was. It came from the other side of the road.  Damn ! she whispered. Then she saw it. A blue car, a small blue car, rolled almost onto its side, hidden almost in the drain over there. She gasped. She sat down o