This is the 60th a series of 365 Flash Fiction stories I’m writing. You can find out more about the challenge here.
The Big Rig Charity, by Jonathan L. Lawrence, 30th January 2012
Word count: 592
“When I grow up, I want to be an astronaut!” little Henry had shouted in nursery when asked.
So obviously he’d become a truck driver. It was a good life though, he loved the open road, the checks and scorecards, miles per hour, per gallon and per tonne satisfied his OCD, and he wrote songs as he drove, kept himself entertained and alert.
Henry enjoyed his work. His personal life not so much, twice divorced, currently single, no kids. His brother looked down on him for some reason. His parents had both died while he and his brother were in their twenties, his brother was his only family, aside from two ex-wives, but he was only on speaking terms with one of them.
Still it wasn’t so bad, he spent the better part of fifty hours a week on the road, which was ample distraction from all these worries.
That’s a big part of the reason why he volunteered for the mission. That and he genuinely cared about the cause.