Out of the Chocolate Box (38)

Trigger of Hope

[Episode 38 of a spin-off from my novels The Hitch-hiker and Mission of the Unwilling.]

I raced back to the picnic spot near the river. Günter stood like a statue presiding over the rushing water.

‘Günter, quick, come and see. I see a car. I think it’s Trigger!’

‘Now what?’ Gunter glared at me as I flailed my arms above my head like a mad woman.

‘I see it, Trigger—we can drive to civilization. Yes!’ I grabbed the backpack and began to race up the hill.

‘You are crazy girl, you know that?’ Günter followed way behind.

At the top of the hill, I used binoculars from my bag to survey the plain. The black metal was indeed Trigger. Trigger, the famous car which the Australian Little Sister Ship crew revered. ‘There it is!’ I handed the binoculars to Günter.

‘Not a patch on Fox’s Kombi,’ he said. ‘But a good car.’

I pointed to the vehicle in the bushes way below. ‘There, see, I told you.’

Günter lowered the binoculars. ‘And if it has run out of fuel, perhaps we can sit in it and park, no?’ His cute lips wiggled into a smile.

For some unknown reason the beach at the end of Gladstone Road sprang into my mind. I am not sure whether Günter understood the full implication of what he was saying, but Liesel had told me all about “parking”. I dismissed the thoughts. He could not possibly know about modern day dating traditions. He’s from Seventeenth Century Bavaria, after all. Besides, I drive him crazy. He doesn’t like me. Not in the parking kind of way. Anyway, this whole exercise is for Liesel and the others on the Little Sister Ship; help Günter get over himself or whoever he thinks he is and be the best Captain he can be of the Little Sister Ship …

‘It will be alright; the car will have fuel. I heard that it has two fuel tanks. One for gas and one for petrol.’ I had to believe that what I said was going to be true, or I would be the one going nuts. ‘You have to have a little faith.’

‘Faith? Holly you are so naïve,’ Günter muttered as we trotted down the valley to the car.

‘We will trust that the fuel will be in the car because God is with us,’ I said. ‘Besides, didn’t the police, I mean, Delaney and Hooper arrive just in time to rescue us? Anyway, it depends how you look at your circumstances. For me even if there is no fuel in Trigger, we are no worse off. Besides, I would like to experience parking in Trigger, the famous car that Jo and Fritz talked so much about. Then, just think how well we’ll get to know each other if we have to hike all that long way to the Convent.’

‘That’s what I’m worried about,’ said Günter.

Here I go putting my foot in my mouth again. ‘I meant as friends.’ I clarified the situation between us.

‘Oh, just friends, I’ve heard that line before,’ Günter said as he plodded through the pink grass. ‘I had a Grey alien girlfriend who used to try and convince me of that…’

For the two hundred meters until we reached the car, we again strolled in silence.

[to be continued…]

© Lee-Anne Marie Kling 2019

Feature Photo: Near Gladstone Road, Somerton Beach © L.M. Kling 2017


Tired of parking with the weekly post? Wanting to drive into more Sci-fi fantasy and adventure?

Click on the links to my novels below and learn how this war on the alien cockroach Boris began and will continue…

The Hitch-hiker

Mission of the Unwilling

2 thoughts on “Out of the Chocolate Box (38)

  1. Good old trigger, I sense another adventure. Um will Holly and Gunther become a couple? Will they stick together in the battle of good against evil? Where is Boris in all of this? Is he sulking somewhere? Keep up your writing enjoying. Can’t wait for the next instalment.


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