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Friday Five — A Little B&E

It’s Friday, so it must be time for The Friday Five writing prompt! Five different words each week to get the creative juices flowing. To visit the other participants, click here.
This week’s words are: bracket, teacher, import, maze, moral
This continues last week’s post here. This week, we return to the present…

A Little B&E

Carly assumed the place had security cameras–didn’t everyone these days?–so she made a point of walking away far down the block before ducking into a side alleyway. She itched to get busy saving Fred, but gave it fifteen minutes or so before untying the hoodie from around her waist, turning it inside out and then tying the hood tightly around her face, rolling down her pants–They’re capris! They’re long pants! Magic!— and slouching and changing the way she walked, she headed back to the auto yard. Hopefully, those small changes would be enough to mask who was about to commit a little B&E. She circled the fence, looking for a way to get in safely, and noticed a loose bracket on one of the fence poles near the back. Her nimble fingers fished out a Swiss Army knife from her front pocket–thank you, MacGyver–and with a little tinkering, she popped the whole bracket off. For the first time in her life, she was glad of her diminutive size as she squeezed through the small opening. She had a little twinge of worry as she made her way on to the opposite side of the fence. She was nothing if not a rule follower, so this was completely out of character. Still, what she was doing might not be legal, but it was the moral thing to do. After all, she was saving a life. Didn’t that give her a little legal wiggle room?
She crouched down and slowly wound her way through the maze of import cars, searching for her green 1977 Toyota Land Cruiser. Compared to the other vehicles here, it should stick out like a sore thumb. She loved that thing almost as much as she loved Fred, and cursed the fact she’d signed it over to the business last year. Granted, Petra had done the same with her car, but a 1992 Chevy Nova wasn’t nearly as awesome. Ever since her auto shop teacher and the other kids in her shop class in high school had gotten her hooked on off-roading, she’d wanted one. Now she’d probably lose that along with the business, since it was considered an asset, and no way she had the money to buy it back.
But that was a worry for another day. Tonight was all about Fred.
To be continued…

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