Written in the Stars
A short story
The traffic on the M1 just outside of Sheffield had been at a standstill for forty-five minutes now. Car windows cracked open an inch to cool down the interior whilst trying to emit the fumes. The hot June sun bounced off bonnets and windshields, sunglasses reflecting frustration from drivers and passengers. A few people had left their cars and were str…
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