“Are you sure that’s Sarah’s?”
“Of course. Her parents have had my parents over hundreds of times.”
“Then why didn’t we just call? We could have went up the drive and walked in through the front door.”
“There is no front driveway… at least not for cars. It’s on an island, stupid.”
“So what’s in their driveway?”
“There have four helipads from which to disembark. And armed doormen to assist you with your luggage.”
“Being the daughter of a multi-billionaire recluse must suck.”
“That’s why we’re assisting her with her night-on-the-town.”
“Yeah, if we can get passed the AK-47 doorbells?”
Written for Sunday Photo Fiction. Requirements: Using the photo prompt provided create a 200 words (or less) flash fiction piece.
It's All in Finding the Right Words 
Good luck with that.
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Thanks. We are a sneaky bunch!
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Those doorbells make your ears ring.
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Fun story.
Do people really speak so ungrammatically as ‘We could have went’?
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yep!
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Fun! Thank you!
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The Great Escape or their Final Voyage…?
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Liked the easy informal style of conversation.
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Great story. Wasn’t sure if the character was using ‘we could went up the drive’ intentionally or not.
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A weal try at colloquialism?
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LOL
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Another type of rescue mission!
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That’s what friends are for 🙂
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Those are the kind of door bells I can do without! Hopefully, they will succeed in their mission and not suffer from it! They may find themselves in a great escape of their own!
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