BLOG NUMBER SIX: NATIONAL INSURANCE DIGIT, BETWEEN ONE AND TWO O’CLOCK ON A COMPASS, FOR ADOLESCENTS
Here are a further six original nineteen-word stories. The final three will be delivered soon.
HEART INTO YOUR ART.
The sad faces painted upon canvas couldn’t really cry. Too often, she would end up doing it for them.
THE END OF ANOTHER TOXIC RELATIONSHIP.
She cut him out of her life. Filled her suitcase. Went to the river; threw it in the water.
FROM THIS DAY FORWARD.
Wedding vows taken; each word, truthfully spoken. He’s reminded of this daily, patiently sitting in the visitors waiting room.
Seventeenth surgery. The anaesthetic takes effect. Before the void, the uncertainty of reaching the other side. That’s his addiction.
NO SPOILERS PLEASE.
He flips open every paperback and tears out the final page. Because nobody knows how their story will end.
KILLING TIME IN THE AFTERLIFE.
He suggested a game of existential eye-spy. His opening gambit; something beginning with “PP”. “Peoples potential” she guessed, correctly.
End of transmission. Over and out.