Barbi stands with her back to the mountains, arms raised. Behind her, heat-haze suggests a lake where there isn’t one. Jack revs his engine.
For a minute, I forget I’m gonna lose.
When the dust settles, Jack’s waiting, already smoking. Barbi, though, she saved her smile for me.
Featured image by Norbert Schmitz from Pixabay
Christine Hanolsy 
I could picture this vividly, the heat haze, the mountains, the cars and dust. I wasn’t sure why Barbi had her arms raised.
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She was starting the race. I ran out of room to put in the scarf she was holding. 🙂
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I could absolutely see this without looking at the image. I’ll admit I was thinking of Barbie and her plastic smile at the start and loved that the smile was the final line.
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