The hundred and second use for Duct tape

I find the Sables shackled, whimpering through duct tape…all except baby Sable whose knees pop bubble-wrap with every crawl. Where was Mrs.Sable?

I find her soon holding a gun in one hand, baby food in the other.

“Why?”, I croak.

“Baby’s knees can bruise…”

“WHY?”, I point to the ‘shackled’.

“Oh that! I was tired of them fighting with each other…tired of being stuck in the middle unable to broker peace. No fighting at our home now. But enough about us dear neighbour…I heard something about a gift your wife gave your mother…”

“Does duct tape work?”

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Disclaimer: No, I haven’t tried duct tape to broker peace between family members. But I wish it was that easy.

This exactly 100 word work of pure fiction was written in response to a 100 word photo-prompt based challenge conducted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Picture courtesy of Ceayr: PHOTO PROMPT – © ceayr

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A lost sole

Dear Ex,

We went through so much together;

You and me.

Through Hell; Through Heaven;

And everything in between.

All together,

As soul mates.

 

 

We were going places.

You and me.

Until you thought we were not made for each other.

That you were way better than me.

You said that I was a ‘nothing’ without you by my side:

Useless. Trash. You were right.

 

The last time I saw you, you said you had a lot more places to go.

You said I was holding you back.

Yesterday, I heard that you were found in a gutter…

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This less than 100 word story/letter was written in response to a 100 word photo challenge  posted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields each week.

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