As I climb upstairs, pellet gun locked and loaded, I spot her beady little eyes peep from under her bed. I aim, and then I wonder, “was this really the only way, the best way, to get my revenge?”
“Dinner!” Mam calls from the kitchen and I retreat for now.
Sitting across from her at the kitchen table I lull her into a false sense of security, chatting away as normal. She hadn’t a clue what was coming. This would require precision planning and meticulous preparation. But there’s no doubt about who will claim victory. This is not the end!
“Dinner!” Mam calls from the kitchen and I retreat for now.
Sitting across from her at the kitchen table I lull her into a false sense of security, chatting away as normal. She hadn’t a clue what was coming. This would require precision planning and meticulous preparation. But there’s no doubt about who will claim victory. This is not the end!
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