Welcome to this year’s BlogFestivus writing challenge. Nine stories that are supposed to take inspiration from the nine reindeer on Santa’s sleigh. Today is Day One – Dasher.
I’m going to try something a little different than last year. I hope it works out here as well as it’s worked out in my head.
Still gotta send mom’s gifts and get Nick’s brother’s box to him and check the tracking for my sister’s box because really it should have gotten there by now I mean how hard is it to ship a frickin’ pair of earrings? And don’t forget midterm grading…Get a grip, Holly, it’s not the end of the world, but aww shit, Clarice’s senior project is due on Friday and you know she hasn’t started it. What’s gotten into that girl? Christ, she better get her act together…
And that’s when Holly saw the old woman in the street.
She shone for a minute in the rain-dashed beams of her headlights, incongruously on the black asphalt than the sidewalk and Holly was screaming and yanking the wheel hard to the right. The car fishtailed and there was a heavy thunk as it jumped the curb.
Ohgod ohgod ohgod
Closing her eyes, Holly jammed the brake to the floor. The restraint dug into her shoulder and neck —
that’s going to leave a bruise
— and the car lurched to a stop.
Holly opened her eyes to see that she’d scattered the Parker’s lawn decorations like tenpins. In fact, one of their wooden reindeer sat enmeshed in her car’s grill.
Holly winced getting out of the car, but sighed when she saw woman was okay, improbably still standing in the street. She pointed past Holly to the front of her car.
“Reindeer,” was all she said.