Challenge
August Drabble Challenge: MURDER!
Tell me a story using good, solid prose in exactly 100 words. This month, tie it in to MURDER. Not necessarily the act itself, but that'll be fine, too; use your imagination. I want a super short story somehow related to doin' murder. No need to tag me, I'll read all the entries in September and select a winner.
Save One Bullet
The writing in the mirror told me exactly where they were.
I rummaged through the lock box where Tom kept his pistol. It was a Glock something or other. I checked the magazine and there were ten bullets in it. Good. Five rounds for them each- if I was lucky. I stumbled into the bathroom for a quick clean-up of my makeup, which had started to run about half a wine bottle ago.
The mirror had one last message for me, 'Save one bullet for yourself. Or you could forgive him.'
Forgive him? Forgive him? I'd rather eat a bullet.
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