Nothing says romance quite like the Michelin Man.
|PHOTO PROMPT – Copyright – Claire Fuller|
Genre: Realistic Fiction ('Cause apparently that place exists)
Word Count: 100
The Scent of Romance
Fumes from oil and gasoline burned her nose. The little candle in the dirty holder flickered in the dim lighting, and Margie worried the place would go up in flames. Why would anyone think to combine an auto repair shop with a restaurant?
An even better question was, why would they think this would be a good place for a date?
She managed a polite smile as a slab of greasy pizza was placed in front of her. Matt, the blond boy currently digging into his slice, was nice enough, but future dates were now out of the question.