Story a day: 1.5.16

Was working on a short story today so I’m using a little excerpt from that.

“I need to go,” she said. “I’m late.”

“Late?” I glanced past the hide covering my door. Pitch darkness lay beyond it.

“Forget it,” she said. “Forget I said it. I need to go.”

She turned back toward the door but I grabbed her wrist. In all the time I had known A—-, in all the time we’d shared this sin, she’d never acted like this. She’d never once sounded scared.

“Where could you need to go?” I said.

“Just…” She shook her head. “Home. I need to go home, D—-.”

She jerked free and hurried out of the apartment, leaving her lie souring my mouth.


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