Michael Bond: A Short Story

Michael Bond worked at a tire shop in the outskirts of Indianapolis. He often reflected about where he has made it in life. Michael had gone through a terrible road of life of robbery, abuse, and jail. His parents, who lived off in fishers had abandoned him this last time they bailed him, and he had truly been on his own since then. It was a rough 5 years getting to where he is now. Though, the business isn’t paying him cash left and right, he wanted to make an impression upon his parents that he had truly changed. His parents, Tracy and James Bond had been known all around Indiana. They owned a series of franchises and rent out many properties around Fishers. Growing up, Michaels parents just wanted him to succeed in highschool and major in

He decided that Tony was a pro at this time in his life, and went on ahead with it.
“Sure, why not?” replied Michael.
Tony met up with him later that night. When he got there, he decided to teach Michael how to hot wire. Tony, walking in the parking lot, spotted a car and began walking to the passenger side.
“Do you have to have hijack the car from that side or something?” asked Michael.
“Ha, of course not you idiot. You’re driving tonight!” replied Tony.
Michael had been afraid this may

Michael felt like he had known the cop. Then it hit him. This was the same cop that had arrested Tony and him. Suddenly, Michael began to feel like he back there on that night. The rush he had, the laughing, the whole scenario felt like he was reliving it for a brief second. As Michael began to put on the tire, he realized how much he missed it. Cursing Tony for even showing introducing it to him. He felt he had been passed all of that though.
“No, I am not Tony, I am better than him and his lame military school.”
The cop yelled out for him to hurry.
“Happy hour is about to end at the donut shop!” yelled the officer, jokingly.
However, Michael did not read in to sarcasm or jokes good. He became agitated, as he always did towards the end of the day. Tony began to drive the car around from the back of the shop to the front.
“Ha, I should just take this prick car” he thought, though not serious.
The cop came to front and began to walk to his car.
The cop, coming up the window, asked, “Don’t I know you from somewhere?’
That's when Michael answer, “Yeah, I’m this guy.”
MIchael began to floor the car and drive off, forgetting about what his parent would think, his boss, or even Tony. He was just on his way for the highway and planned to just speed it out as long as he