Broken dreams. Broken promises.
Death. Violence. Lost friends.
Struggles. Racism. Broken
families. Dead-end relationships.
Two different worlds. Two different
people. One day their worlds collided.
A flat tire in the middle of nowhere.
Frantic, she tried to figure out what
to do. Had never changed a tire in
her life. She called for her brother
but there was no answer. Her father
was out of town. Her uncle’s phone
was busy. What was she going to do now?
Then, a sleek silver grey Cherokee jeep
slowed down and then stopped. A
very attractive man dressed in a grey
pinstriped suit stepped out. He walked
over to her and asked what the problem
was. After she told him, He removed his
jacket, and placed it on the hood of her
Grateful, she watched as he got
down beside the car and fixed the tire.
When he stood, up she thanked him
profusely. He smiled an incredible
smile and assured her that it was no
“What’s your name?” she asked.
“I’m Kelly. Thanks again Trevor.”
“You’re welcome, Kelly. Have a good
“Thanks, you too.” She watched him
as he took up his jacket and stepped
back so that she could get into her
car. He waited until she drove off
before he walked back to his jeep.
As she sped away, she hoped that she
would see him again.
An she did and it was quite unexpected.
She decided that it was time to join a
gym and signed up to go three times a
week. After work, she drove there and
after she changed, she went to the area
where the exercise equipment. And that’s
where she saw him. At first, she just stood
there staring at him as he sat on the bench
lifting a weight. He was wearing a black
vest and navy blue shorts. It was him.
Heart racing, she went over to him. It
had been three weeks since they last
saw each other. She wasn’t sure that he
would remember her. Well, there was
only one way to find out. As she
approached him, he glanced up and
a smile tugged at his lips. “Hello, Kelly,”
he said, getting up from the bench.
“Hello, Trevor,” she said, looking up at
him. He had to be over six feet tall.
“I wasn’t sure that you would remember
“I never forget a beautiful woman,” he
remarked, making her blush. “I’ve
never seen you here before.”
“I just joined. Have you been a member
“For about five years.”
“What a stroke of luck that I should find
“Perhaps luck had nothing to do with
it. I believe in Providence. So, what
kind of workout are you going to do?
“I think I’ll start off with the leg press
over there, then the lat pull down and
finish with the chest press.”
“Well, I’ll be over here if you need any
She smiled, said, “Thanks” and walked
away. As she worked out, she watched
him doing the weights, thinking how
nice and fit he looked. A couple of times
he looked over at her and smiled. After
he was done lifting weights, he got up
and went on the machine curl.
After they were finished working out, he
invited her to grab a bite to eat with him.
She readily accepted and hurried off to
shower and get changed. He was waiting
in the reception area for her. They walked
to a nearby bistro. It was a pleasant evening.
Over delicious vegetarian dishes, they chatted.
Then, he raised his glass and said, “Here’s to
life sometimes taking us where we never
expected to be.” She raised her glass, realizing
that he was speaking retrospectively and not
just about the present.
As she touched her glass to his, she silently thanked
God for the flat tire. If it weren’t for that little in-
convenience, she wouldn’t have met Trevor.
That evening was the beginning of a relationship
which ended in marriage. Two lives collided one
evening on the side of a rural road. They were
two people destined to meet and the seemingly
chance meeting happened precisely at the right moment.
Sources: Greatest; Elite Men’s Guide; Quote Fancy
3 thoughts on “The Flat Tire”
Beautiful story. Even as fiction, I believe that some relationships are meant to be.
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