The beautiful woman in black entered the confessional.
‘I have sinned, father.’
‘Tell me, tell me everything,’ he said.
She sighed.
‘I have killed a wicked man, father.’
The priest winced.
A shot rang through the empty cathedral.
‘Serves you well,’ she whispered, ‘pedophile.’
That evening she played with dolls.
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It reminded me of an adult O’Henry. Great.
Nice moustache. 😀
I glued it on.
You mean you can’t take it off? My oh my!
i love this !
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Wow. A powerful 50-word-story! Love it!
Addresses a serious topic in 50 words…
I really enjoy your work – well done x
This is getting darker and darker!
But it’s a really good one! So surprising and clever.
Julita’s wardrobe is worth a fortune, there’s no doubt about it.
Voodoo dolls?
Could be, bridesmaid.
Wow. This really struck me on a personal level. Well done, good sir.
I love it, very clever was not expecting any of it.
i really like your stories. Just had to let you know.