Next Time
story·@alexshorer·
0.000 HBDNext Time
BEGINNING So, I killed a man today. Because, he was in my way. No. Not like that. I mean it has been going on for a long time. You see did not want me to get ahead. So. I started seeing a younger girl. He thought he had the goods. Yes, I know the horror. She/me. Why? Because. MIDDLE But. I. Compartmentalize. The mind on heroin. Infatuation (and in this day and age..). So, he thought. he could spy. Spreading his own conclusions. In the workplace. Gossip pierces deep in the heart. NEMESIS And I was caught. In a thing. I would never do. The situation could not sustain. One day He approached her. Shamed her. And she left. He is not a keeper of secrets. He was always jealous. So. I had to mark him .  RESOLUTION How ? That was not so hard. He rides a motorcycle to work. One day. This day. I passed him on Route 95. The left lane back to the right. He did not see maybe a glint through his visor. I don't know. But I just bumped a slip a touch the brake pedal. Acceleration. Sliding, twisting. dragging gone. A sun speckled July morning Fast. No pics today. It was done. I guess. I kept going. THE END We heard about this terrible thing You never know. It could have been me. Then, we move on. Next time. Please. Be more careful.
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