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"Grandpa Is Backing Out..."

Exercise #41 : "Grandpa Is Backing Out..."

Grandpa should not be driving, but no one dares to hide the car keys. What happens this time? Write the scene.

Grandpa Joe grabbed his keys and strode toward the door.

"Dad," Anne said hesitantly. "Where are you going?"

"Oh, just to do some errands," he said, unhindered by his daughter's ploy to distract him.

"But Dad," she said, desperately searching for a reason to keep his departure at bay. "We're going to be eating in less than half and hour."

"It won't take long," he said. "I'll be back in around 15 - 20 minutes."

"But, Dad-" she said, but her father held up his hand.

"15 - 20 minutes."

Powerless to stop him, Anne stood in the kitchen, potato masher in hand.

Anne's father made his way to the garage and got in his 1963 Lincoln Continental. Anne remained inside, listening intently to hear any sounds of scraping metal, explosions, or anything else that might cause thousands of dollars of damage. She heard the roar of the engine as her father turned the key in the ignition. No problems there... And then it happened.


Anne looked out the window just in time to see her father's car hurtling through the closed garage door, scratching the paint, denting the fender, and causing other irreparable damage.

"Dad!" Anne screamed.

5 minutes up.

I don't know how it happens, but 5 minutes always seems to fall on a crucial moment. Oh, well. There's nothing that can be done about it.


P.S. Check back later for my thoughts on District 9.

P.S.S. Sorry for the delay today. The troubles with GMail affected my blogger account. Way to go, Google.


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