Subaru Otto Novels & Stories

Otto, the driver, leaned his head out slightly as I approached, opening the door quickly. “Home, miss?” he asked, in a polite tone. I shook my head, sliding into the backseat. “No. Take me to town.” He blinked, adjusting his rearview mirror. “Any particular reason?” So he can go tattle to his boss? I rolled my eyes. “Just take me to town, Otto.” He nodded and, without another word, the car peeled out of the driveway. I slouched into the leather seat, pulling out my phone. My thumb hovered over my screen, instinctively checking my messages.