Story a day: 9.26.16

The government named me Table after the first item I used to kill another person. The name didn’t bother me. The suit and briefcase did.

“You get used to it,” the woman beside me in the assembly hall said. She stuck out her palm. “I’m Lighter Fluid.”

I didn’t shake her hand.

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