Falling red drops..

I knock twice.

No reply.

Using my key, I enter the house.

My wife lies on the cot in the bedroom.

I go inside. A pool of red is dripping slowly to the floor from near her head.

My two year old sits nearby her, crying.

She sees me and says, “I broke mommy’s inkpot.”


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(July 30th, 2012)

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26 thoughts on “Falling red drops..

    1. Leo Post author

      I believe that to be a trademark of a 55 fiction now. The development of the plot in one direction before the ending twists it another way! Thank you, Jaish :)
       
      - Leo.

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