Not Even Death

photo credit: photo retrieved from Haunted America Tours

The hand he placed on her shoulder shimmered with an ethereal light, faint and pale.

She turned, startled.  Her eyes widened when she saw him.

“You’re…you’re here?

“You thought those pills would keep us apart?”  He exposed his wrists, revealed the ugly wounds. “Oh, lover, don’t you see? Now we’ve got eternity.”

She screamed.

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.  © ELIZABETH MICHAUD JOHN.

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3 thoughts on “Not Even Death

    1. Hello!

      Thanks again for stopping by! I just got into this super short fictiono and actually, this little tidbit just won a contest, if you can believe it. Thank you for reading–this makes my day!

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