Photo prompt: © J Hardy Carroll
He packed his bags late at night, tiptoeing around the sleeping figures of his flatmates. His plan would only work for one.
Well, two, perhaps … But much as he wanted company, he knew from experience that the only person he could truly rely on was himself, and he couldn’t afford to add the caprice of another human into an already iffy situation.
He made his way through quiet side-streets, ears perked and eyes peeled. He would approach the lot from the back, scale the pole, rope and lug his luggage up, distribute the weight, check the dials.
Takeoff before dawn.