15 Minute Story #5: The Bank Job

The Bank Job 5

It’s a quarter mile between the bank and the freeway onramp. At this time of day there won’t be much traffic and I’ve checked online to make sure there are no blocking accidents. It’s a weekend. So there aren’t too many customers. The gun is just for show. I’m not even going to take the safety off. Hell, it’s not even loaded. I back my car into the spot. I decide to leave it running. No one’s likely to steal a beat to hell Ford Taurus. It’s got a full tank of gas and a map of Western Washington. After weeks of planning, I’m totally ready for this.

I step into the bank and there’s a gun shot.

“Everybody get on the ground this is a robbery.” I can’t believe this is happening. My gun is still in my coat. “You too, buddy.”

There’s nothing I can do. So I just get on the ground. Then I watch as this guy robs the bank and runs out. I get up. I hear police sirens. I turn to walk out and notice something’s missing.

When the cops show up I tell them, “I’d like to report a stolen car.”

About 15 Minute Stories
It’s good for writers to write every day, but it’s easy for life to get in the way of that. One solution I read about recently was to write a 15 minute piece of short fiction every single day for a month. You may not have time to doNaNoWriMoevery month, but if you like writing, you can always find 15 minutes.

So for the month of January, I’ll be writing and posting pieces of very short fiction that I took 15 minutes to write. I’ve asked that my friend, Ossaín Ávila Cárdenas join me by taking 15 minutes to draw an accompanying image for each story.  Ossaín is one of the owners of a local zine shop in Tacoma calledThe Nearsighted Narwhal

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