Digital Art made by me
Friday night was lazy.
I was heading home tired.
About twenty metres away a woman with a painful face signalled me to stop.
I hesitated to stop, as it was a dark stretch.
Finally I stopped, she opened the back door and sat down.
I looked in the rear-view mirror at the pained expression on her face.
About ten metres further on I asked her where I was taking her.
I received no answer and asked her again.
At the new silence I turned back and did not see her.
There was no one in the car, I understood that I had been stopped by a ghost.
