‘If there’s no us, then there’s no point. M.’
Paul looked up. ‘Where did you find this?’
‘On the kitchen table.’
‘And Marina?’
‘I couldn’t find her,’ Sarah replied.
‘Jesus. What game is the silly cow playing now?’
‘What happened?’
‘We broke up.’
‘You mean you dumped her.’
‘It’s been over for a while.’
‘For you maybe, but not for her.’
Sarah’s phone began to ring.
‘Yes? … What? … Are you sure?’
‘What is it?’ Paul interrupted.
‘It’s over now.’
‘What?’
‘They’ve found her at the lake; seems she couldn’t live without you.’
‘She’s …?’
‘Dead. Thanks to you.’
A drabble is a story of exactly 100 words.
1 comment:
Oh, that is really potent, Rob. There are people who get that attached in relationships, and you've done a great job of exploring it here.
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