Anke (ankewehner) wrote,
Anke
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Nanofiction: Black Revenge

Marilyn tidied up the appartment under a thundercloud, wishing Matt would die in a fire rather than come back, until she walked through the hall with a bottle of india ink in her hand. He had left his best-beloved suede jacket on the coat rack.

This was much better. She would hear him scream.

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Tags: fiction, microfiction, nanofiction
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