TLC, flash fiction

Wally and his wife were driving home from the mall, and saw a guy pulled to the side of the road. He was under the hood of his pickup. Wally stopped to ask if the fellow needed any help. The guy said his starter solenoid was stuck, so he reached down and gave it another whack with a ballpeen hammer. He tried to start his truck. No luck. Darryl whacked it again, and this time, it started. He said “This is my brother’s truck, and once in a while it needs some TLC.” “There, I fixed it.” Wally’s wife started to groan and make faces, telling Wally to hurry up and get going so she wouldn’t miss her TV game show. Darryl looked at Wally, catching his eye, and his nod. He still held the hammer, as he ambled over to Wally’s wife leaning out of the car window and bellowing something. Whack. Suddenly, she was very quiet. “There, I fixed it.”