Microstory Monday

A Gift Confirmed

Mike walked into the street and turned toward oncoming traffic. It was the only way to know for sure. Raising his palm to the sedan quickly approaching him, he brought to bear his full force of will and spoke loudly. "YOU. WILL. STOP!"
There was a noise as if the trumpet of a god sounded, and the approaching car came to a screeching halt a mere two feet before him.
With a deep sigh, Mike shuffled back to the curb and sat on the yellowed grass of the parking strip. The driver of the sedan was yelling something. Mike looked up, blinking, and said, "You may go. I release you." Again, he heard the tune of the celestial horn, and the car drove away.
Sighing, Mike looked at his hands.
"No man should have this much power," he said. "The burden is too great."

Comments

[Diana]

Congrats! That was the least creepy and among the more funny of all the Microstory Mondays.
Although nothing will ever amuse me quite as much as the Zombie Hippos. Good, classic stuff.

[Petunia Claire]

This is wonderful!

[Liz]

Lucky Mike. I for one don't view that as a curse!

[Alauna]

Hmmm, I didn't think Ape-Ron was the usual nightmare material either. But, this one IS good. Really good. These aren't Ape-Ron's new powers are they? Bitten by a radioactive ape?

[Shawn]

Someone else with extraordinary powers...I sense a continuing trend.

[Gretchen]

Gary, Ron, and Mike should play poker one night with my friend Howard, he-who-sees-through-elavator-doors. It's a gift.

[Holly]

That one reminds me of a scene in The Truman Show (the movie)...anyone else?

[Marcus Aurelius]

Why aren't *you* writing "Heroes"?