She didn’t approve. Betty had said to him, in no uncertain terms, that he was far too old to buy a driverless car. He argued that not having to worry about driving would mean less stress on his weak heart and he’d have the freedom to go wherever he wanted.
As the indicator flashed to join the motorway, Joe’s heart also took a serious turn.
Now, truly driverless, the car was going where IT wanted.
Originally published: Paragraph Planet.
