Trust your instinct, it could prove to be right

[Courtesy]

I was running late. If I didn’t leave by 10.30am, I was going to be behind schedule. At 10.28, just in the nick of time, I started the car. Two minutes later, I hit the accelerator. As I turned towards the gate, I came face-to-face with a truck in the middle of the driveway. A mother and child sat idly in the cabin. At the back, some  guys were loading furniture. Someone was moving houses. Shucks, what were the odds? I got out of the car and marched towards the cabin where the woman was now fiddling with the stereo. The child had his thumb in his mouth.

“I need to get out,” I spat.