Every car on the street was white. This made Sally think everybody who lived on the street was pragmatic. She wondered how long a cargo utility van could last. A lot of people made their living in them. Plumbers. Electricians. Carpenters.

What lended to these utility vans lasting so long? Sally's...

There was something about the rumble of a traditional  gas   engine . All the fluids inside that required changing. All the moving parts, any one of them apt for going haywire at any moment and put you on the curb. The complexity and precariousness of it all made the car...

Will wasn't like everyone he knew back out West. For example he didn't want an electric car. He didn't know anybody out West who didn't find electric vehicles superior. In fact nobody out West even considered the possibility that anyone would prefer a gas guzzling  car . His friends assumed...

He held the top of the steering wheel with his large hands. In college he had played basketball. Now he drove for  Uber . It was an electric car, although not a  Tesla . But because he could charge the car it meant he got to take home more money...

Nobody could ever hate Larry, a cheery, old man who could get on your nerves, asking for inconvenient favors. But he wasn't the type to sear into your memory. 

The only times he thought about Larry was when he ran into him outside in the parking lot, or if he...

His car was finally ready for pickup at the garage. But because he was no longer splitting rent with his girlfriend and had started eating out every meal, he was flat out broke, unable to  Uber there. So he had to ask one of his friends.

He wished he could ask...

The black  Tesla pulled into the parking lot of the  Apartment building that had its unit doors directly facing outside like an old school motel . 

Zach's goodbye felt nice. Like a sentimental ribbon tied onto a package that made all the things that had happened nicer. He needed that....

Last Saturday I was doing a short paramedic duty. When I was finished I went to my car and wondered why it was telling me that there is low pressure inside the tires.

Since it is winter a low-pressure warning normally isn't something bothering me, because if the temperature is below...

It must've been years since the last time he walked alone, out onto the street, this late at night, after having drinks.

Rain had come and gone. Now he felt as though he was walking through mist rather than being hit by falling raindrops.

He was two blocks over from the smack...