“Okay, take the car, I really need some cream, I can’t believe I didn’t get enough the last time shopping.”
They lived rural, but not so rural that there was a cow around; on a back road, but not so far back that a trip to town and the store was anything more than a delay and an inconvenience, one that delighted the newly licensed teen.
“I don’t need this cream so badly that you need to speed, just take it easy and be careful!”, she yelled as he raced gleefully to the family car.
Because he arrived at the store in record time, he would have extra time to hone his driving skills on the return trip, taking a network of back roads eventually linking to their back road, some of them further back than others, some quite twisty, some quite bumpy, all washboarded, one with a four corners large enough to blow some donuts.
Finally he drove quite neatly into their driveway, wiped off the carton of cream from where it had tumbled to the floor of the car then walked it into his mother who opened it immediately, but when she tipped it into her mixing bowl nothing poured out.
He could not explain how the carton contained butter and not cream.
The prompt word for Six Sentence Stories this week is “explain“. Thank you Denise from girlieontheedge for the prompt. Go to the link up to participate or read other responses.
This brought a smile 🙂
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Good! You deserve to smile.
I am glad you got one from my writing.
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That must have been quite the drive home! Great ending for your SSS.
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Thanks. It was nice to not have anyone get killed or devastated this week.
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Haha, this really brought a smile to my face. Loved it.
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Thanks Robbie. It actually came to me after reading Annecdotist’s post on processing writing while walking.
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That was some serious driving!!
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And just a trip to the store. Eventually they (parents) learn to check the odometer.
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Fantastic story. Loved the ending. And so typical teenage modus operandi.
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Yeah, and there were some familiar rings to the tale. We all survived. Except the cream, but perhaps butter was also needed.
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Heeheehee! He’s just too cool for school, isn’t he.
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So far. It’s all good if ya can keep it between the ditches.
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Cute 6! Made me smile too. I so remember the days of “just got my license!” Fun mixed with a few “that was a close one!”
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Yep. And if the Dukes of Hazard could do it, why not us?
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Hey! I did that! (no, not last week…. back when I was sixteen years old and bullet proof) lol
Fun Six, engaging and made me smile (as my mind tripped several archive switches… I remembered back then.)
thanks
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Thank you. Yes, I did that too. And as I said somewhere else it was nice to take a break from maiming or killing this week, just old fashioned shenanigans.
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Wow.. Shd check on my driving skills now
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Seems like a fun way to make butter.
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😀😀😀
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I dated a fellow in high school who drove donuts that would whip the cream into butter. He scared me to death. A very funny story for six sentences.
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Ha! Thanks for coming by. I am glad you enjoyed this.It’s really about how one thing leads to another when we just do what we do, happy accidents.
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Hehehe. Love it. Those washboarded roads are useful for churning butter. Perhaps the cream may have been whipped if he circled a few less times. 🙂
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Did not see that coming. Actually, before each paragraph expected some negative turn. BEAUTIFUL! It somehow made me realise how our first thought is generally negative… one happy misadventure…
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Ha! Yeah, I often go grim, but this is just for fun. Of course there’s always tension when the teen is out in the family car.
Thanks for coming by.
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Great twist, or should I say… bumps.
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Thanks. This was a fun one to churn out.
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