Going Green

PHOTO PROMPT © Brenda Cox 

I knew the car had to be mine the moment I saw it.  It wouldn’t be as inconspicuous as I wanted to be with the bright green, but maybe standing out was a way I could stay hidden.  I planned to hide in plain sight.  I hated green, but I knew my brother wouldn’t come looking for me in the ugliest green car ever made.  The moment I put my cash down on the greasy diner table, I knew I was free.  What happened in the backyard wasn’t my fault, even if James didn’t want to admit it was his. 

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