T. Talking About My Girl
People always act like I can’t do anything right, like I’m gonna screw it all up. But that’s not true.
I was 16, and it was my first job at the local shop down the corner.
Old Gruff needed to ship something very rare and valuable to her new owner.
He trusted me to deliver her. I could not disappoint: she was too important to us both.
I got her home safe.
This post is part of the flash fiction series, By the Letter.