Driver

Josh was the first to arrive for lunch the next day. I guided him to the kitchen table and got him a cup of coffee. “I’ve got an itch that needs scratchin’,” he said, as he pulled out a stack of instant lottery tickets. With the flattened edge of what might have once been his one-year coin, he began scratching off the little squares.

“You determined to pick up a new addiction?” I asked.

 

“I know what you’re gonna say, ‘if you’ve wrecked five Chevys, buying a Ford isn’t the answer.’ Well these tickets aren’t a Chevy or a Ford. They’re just something I do for fun.” 

“You’ve stopped driving drunk and started gambling sober. It’s like you wrecked five Chevy’s so you bought yourself a boat. You’re gonna crash on this vehicle too.”

“Here we go, ‘it’s not the vehicle, it’s the driver’, isn’t that what you’re going to say next? Well, give it a rest. It’s just a hobby.”  Half an hour later he cursed as he scratched off his last ticket and threw the pile into the garbage.

Today I’ll remember it’s the driver not the vehicle.

Dogged Determination ©2018 by Ken Montrose

Dogged Determination is a work of fiction. Any similarity between the characters and anyone you might know is purely coincidental.

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