"How precious. How tiny," she marveled at the creature within her hands.
Without warning, the door swung open as Timothy strode in. "Annett! You must get rid of it!"
Cupping it, hiding the babe from view, she faced him, "Why is that? What has this little thing done that's deserved such harshness from you?"
"I've no amnesty for the poor thing. Yet, its species is another thing altogether."
"Its species?"
"They carry a disease plaguing our birth rates. SIDs is no laughing matter. In due time, it'll grow, becoming the largest natural land predator that has no fear of man."
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“How did I end up putting myself in this predicament?” With the wind whistling past his ears, Everett began pondering about his situation. “‘Move the cattle out to the grazing pastures’ he says, ‘it’s a beautiful day’ he says. Blah blah blah blah blahhh,” he moved his hand in a mockingly puppet motion. At least that arm was free, meanwhile dangling from right arm wasn’t on his list of things to do today, let alone this high off the ground.
By Thavien Yliasterabout a year ago in Fiction
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Hearted and subscribed. My insights aren’t working. In such a short piece it’s charming the a switch to dark irony. I really enjoyed it and look forward to reading more! Pauline 🌸
Aww, but look at its itty bitty face...it can't be bad when it looks like that, lol. Just teasing you, I like how you made me view things differently by the end.
Love this!
One twisted twist please!