The Hovering Cursor
A quiet choice, a hidden twist, and the timing of justice.
Sometimes, restraint is the loudest truth.
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At 10:45 p.m., Mavis reread the email for the umpteenth time. Every word bore truth. Events and witness statements. The credit unfairly claimed, the bribes stealthily offered, apologies that were never extended. Her cursor hovered; she changed her mind and saved the incriminating draft.
At work, tension dominated the air. An audit. An email, sent erroneously. Its words exposed his stealthy deeds. His pale face, brows furrowed by months of truths finally revealed.
Mavis purged the email. Truth had spoken. But timing mattered. Another draft, sent from another computer, and not hers. Sometimes, truth swam in the waves of circumstance.
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Original drabble by Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin. AI tags are coincidental.
I'd love to hear your thoughts on Mavis' choice - what would you have done in her place? Do feel free to comment!
About the Creator
Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin
Hi, i am an English Language teacher cum freelance writer with a taste for pets, prose and poetry. When I'm not writing my heart out, I'm playing with my three dogs, Zorra, Cloudy and Snowball.
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