So'hara short stories

Red Barchetta

Set in the future, where the Motor Law was in full effect, both Kelley and Emily discover a vehicle tucked away in a barn on Kelley's uncle's farm in Georgia.

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Kelley and Emily, both teenagers smitten with love, basked in a sun-soaked summer day on Kelley's uncle's sprawling farm in the heart of Georgia. The gentle sway of the cornfields and the warm, inviting breeze set the stage for an unforgettable adventure. Kelley had tantalized Emily with tales of hidden treasures on the farm, but today held the promise of something truly extraordinary.

Curiosity led them to explore one of the ancient barns, seemingly lost in time. Their eyes met with a sight that left them breathless—an impeccably preserved, radiant red car. It sat there, in all its glory, a forgotten relic from days long gone. "Shall we take a closer look?" Kelley's grin sparkled with genuine excitement.

Ever the thrill-seeker, Emily nodded with resolute eagerness. "Absolutely! I can't believe your uncle keeps this beauty hidden away."

With a mixture of awe and wonder, the girls approached the vintage car. It was an exquisite specimen, cherished and preserved over the decades. Kelley, driven by her impulsive nature, couldn't resist its allure. Her fingertips glided over the smooth, sun-kissed hood. "This is incredible, Em. It's like we've stumbled upon a time capsule, frozen in a moment of automotive perfection."

Emily's eyes mirrored the car's vibrant red as she smiled. "Do you think it still starts?"

A mischievous twinkle danced in Kelley's eyes as she accepted the challenge. "There's only one way to find out." With a sense of trepidation, she reached for the keys hanging nearby, their metallic jingle offering a glimpse of the possibilities that awaited. She inserted one into the ignition, turning it with cautious determination. To their astonishment, the engine roared to life, emitting a throaty growl that resonated through their very beings.

Kelley's laughter burst forth as she pumped her fist in the air. "It starts! Can you believe it, Em?"

The two girls exchanged a wide-eyed, ecstatic glance before Emily gracefully slid into the passenger seat. "Well, what are we waiting for, Kel? Let's embark on a journey in this marvellous time machine!"

As Kelley gingerly eased the vintage car out of the barn, the old radio crackled to life, a surge of excitement rippling through the airwaves. The opening notes of "Red Barchetta" by Rush filled the car, immediately setting the tone for the thrilling ride that awaited. With the wind caressing their hair and the open road stretching before them, the girls couldn't help but feel the surge of adrenaline coursing through their veins.

My uncle has a country place

That no one knows about

He says it used to be a farm

Before the Motor Law

Emily giggled at the lyrics, her body wiggling with anticipation as the song became the soundtrack to their exhilarating escapade. "This is incredible, Kel! Where are we headed?"

Kelley shrugged playfully, mischief gleaming in her eyes. "Who knows, Em? Let's enjoy the freedom of the ride and let it guide us."

And on Sundays I elude the eyes

And hop the Turbine Freight

To far outside the Wire

Where my white-haired uncle waits

As the melody continued to dance through the car, the girls traversed winding roads, passing fields filled with swaying corn and vibrant sunflowers, and ascending rolling hills that seemed to touch the clouds. Their laughter bubbled over, filling the car with joy, as with each passing mile they fell deeper in love, both with the vintage beauty and with each other. Their hair fluttered behind them, serving as vibrant ribbons in the wind. Their cheeks glowed with a rosy flush, anair of jubilance emanating from their souls.