Flash fiction - a story in 100 words or less.
She checked her phone, no service.
Alone, she needed help, but feared the last house was miles back along the dark country lane.
She felt the chill of night coming.
Do I walk in the dark, or hope someone passes?
"Can I help?” said a tall man, with clear blue friendly eyes.
In a few minutes he had the car running, ready to drive. She was overwhelmed with gratitude.
That night, she saw her rescuers face in the paper under the headline ‘Man dies helping motorist’ the article was over a year old.
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