Gemotions

Brenda watched the tow truck from her kitchen window, a grin stretching her lips wider with each clank of the hook connecting to the bumper. She’d parked a *little* over the line, true, but the speed with which the city sprung into action was breathtaking. A giggle escaped her as the truck driver, a mountain of a man, struggled to maneuver. He seemed genuinely vexed.

She grabbed her phone, snapping a quick picture of the whole debacle. This was definitely going on her Insta story. “Bet they have a good laugh over this,” she murmured to her reflection in the glass, before turning to make herself a second cup of coffee. The day was starting out better than she could have hoped.