Simple – A 100 Word Story

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[Steve’s note – not a story for the kiddies.]

When we dated, her lips brushed my ear, saying: “I don’t want to get into anything complicated.” Now, one lip hangs decomposing from her ruined face.

I stumble back over the playroom’s plastic chairs. I had pretended nothing was wrong, had imagined she was happy. Our son’s first birthday pictures show her flat expression and storebought birthday cake. She – it, zombies are it – drops his gnawed arm.

Trapped in the corner, I can’t run from reality anymore. I level the shotgun.

“Keep it simple, baby.”

I fire one barrel through my sobs and her head.

I save one barrel for me.

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