Shadows
One day, Graham’s shadow abandons him.
Graham falls upon the kitchen floor.
“What’s happening to me?”
Alarmingly, his legs have disappeared.
“Father?”
Hunter’s jaw drops.
“Hurry! Get help!”
Nursing his throbbing cheek, Hunter doesn’t move.
Graham starts cursing.
“You really are the most useless, pathetic… Amy”.
Graham’s broken wife, smiles.
“How perfect. How does it feel to be reduced to nothing?”
Graham scowls.
“Help me, you heartless…”
He fades, then returns a changed man.
His replacement laughs.
“I helplessly watched as you reduced people to shadows. How does it feel?”
Graham doesn’t respond. Obediently, he follows his master’s every move.
This story is a part of the 200 Drabble challenge-to write a story of exactly 100 words from 200 prompts. This is Drabble #32- Shadows. Thank you so much for reading.
