#76 Her cup of tea

Posted on September 5, 2012 | 6 Comments

under cc license from Laurel Fan

 

The air bubble seemed to be dancing as she flipped the tiny bottle in her hand. The man she bought it from said she would need only a few drops.

She told herself it would be quick. They said the machine was living for him. There was nothing more she could do for him. She signed his release forms with her right hand and stirred the contents of the bottle into her tea with the other. It didn’t taste any different from the usual.

She had vowed to always be with him. This was just the beginning of another journey.

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6 responses to “#76 Her cup of tea”

  1. thatcontrary.... | September 5, 2012 at 1:31 pm | Reply

    morbid

  2. The Writers Village | September 5, 2012 at 3:48 pm | Reply

    wow…great story. great impact.

  3. Seb | September 6, 2012 at 2:36 pm | Reply

    See you on the other side….

  4. prathamesh09 | September 6, 2012 at 11:20 pm | Reply

    i had to make an account just to be able to comment on your story!!its fantastic!!!

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