100 word stories,  Fiction,  microfiction

After (13/100)

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After he left the room, she sat there in the heavy silence looking at the ring on the table through his untouched glass of Scotch. The amber liquid made it seem larger than it was…and like it was somehow hovering above the table, wavering like a mirage in the desert.

Maybe that’s what their marriage had always been.

Reaching over the glass, she picked up the ring and dropped it in. It sunk quickly, tapping quietly against the bottom. She picked it up, swirled it, and downed the entire contents in one swallow.

Fuck him. She’d shit it out tomorrow.


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