The last thing she needed was a flat tire.
Already late for her first date with the perfect man
she’d been talking to online, she sat there in her car, watching the rain pour
down outside.
“Fuck my luck” she whispered.
She called roadside assistance and waited for the tow
truck to arrive and change her tire.
Her date didn’t answer her calls or texts.
She was on her
third date with the tow truck driver when a mug shot of her missed date flashed
onto the tv in the bar.
He’d been arrested for assaulting women he met online.
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