Friday Night Drabble Party!
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Always Botch It
“Too many witnesses,” Laughlin said as he limped his way between two trailers, reality TV shows battling back and forth from the windows over his head. “Dammit. Botched it again.”
Sirens wailed a few blocks off.
Laughlin stumbled to a stop at the corner of one of the trailers and looked out at the driveway beyond. A small Datsun pickup sat there, asking to be taken. He made sure the coast was clear then hobbled his ass to the driver’s side door.
The chock-chuck of a shotgun being pumped stopped his hobble.
“Dammit,” he sighed. “I always botch it.”
Disclaimer: Try not to botch it this time.