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Friday Flash: Red Champagne

I actually came up with a Valentine’s Day flash! Yes! Well, a drabble anyway.


Her mouth throbbed in time to her pulse. Scree had clocked her good. The bastard was going to pay.

She stood above him on the muddy ground, heedless of her white heels. “You shouldn’t have done it.”

Scree stared up at her, eyes terrified, and moaned something. She thought it sounded like sorry.

“Should’ve been sorry when you slept with my sister. The bitch.” She stood above him in the shooting position she had looked up just an hour ago: feet spread, right elbow slightly bent, left fully bent.

The first shot hit his heart. Blood sprayed like red champagne.


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