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.
Where The Weed Grows
The sun disappears over the horizon and all is left of my senses is scent. I wanted to see this place burn with him in it, trying to save himself and his life's work. Too Obvious. I might go down, but damn this lawn chair is quite comfy as I check off this last goal on my bucket list. Yolo, am I right?
The crickets help with the soundtrack to this Romance story. Drowns out the pleading. He lived a good life. I helped my therapist pay for her three story colonial and Lexus. Let Mother Earth be his keeper.
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