Write Me: Ninety Word Story

Here I am at the penultimate week of my ‘Write Me’ posts. I hope my last two posts hold promise because as of next week, I will not be replacing these posts with another writing exercise regular. I have two other writing exercise posts on the go, and two is plenty for my current schedule.

Speaking to him was surreal. He didn’t sound evil, he was, he just didn’t sound it. I arranged a drop for seven that evening. He would bring the drugs and I would bring the cash. I would stash the knife up my sleeve, and when he walked away, I would reach around him and slit his throat. I wondered if he’d notice the similarities before his blood drained from him. I hoped he would know that I knew what he did to her. No one kills my sister and lives.

Feel free to join in with your own ninety word stories, and let me know what you come up with.

 

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