Edgar was a man on a mission. He was always in some sort of rush.
Edgar loved electronics, and anything futuristic. “No time for the old stuff” he would say; his home being an electronic marvel.
Always in a hurry, this morning he was involved in a car accident. His car hit something on Highway 660 and his life was changed forever.
The last thing he remembered was the image of a moose on his dash cam.
These days, Edgar prefers the simple things in life, such as reading by the light of an oil lamp, and napping…lots of napping.
In Newfoundland, hundreds of people lose their lives in moose accidents each year. Some, like Edgar are fortunate enough to escape alive, with some severe challenges. This is my entry into this week’s Friday Fictioneers.
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