Identification

Today’s piece of flash fiction was inspired by real events, from the perspective of a witness.

I was preoccupied with juggling my keys, phone, and coffee cup in one hand as I opened my car door with the other when I heard a man’s voice ricochet across the parking lot.

“Hey, you! Wait there!”

I froze in place, my hands instinctively going slack.

My full coffee cup and keys tumbled to the ground, caught by the pile of loose snow that muffled their fal…