Sep 24, 2020
1 min read
For Timmy, Being Right Wasn’t Worth It
100-word microfiction
Lightning cracked the sky. Timmy twisted his wedding band around and wondered how close the storm was.
In the clearing, doves. Timmy was about to shoot when he heard rustling coming from behind.
A large man loomed over Timmy, a half-smoked cigarette hanging out of his mouth.
