Pure

The thin muslin had filtered out the sand. A few drops of glue and it joined the others in the fridge.

Later in the afternoon he exchanged the bottle for a crisp ten rupee note.

She twisted the lid open and gulped the water.

The bottle said it was pure. Why would she think otherwise?

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2 responses to “Pure

  1. thatcontrary....

    Very nice, I like the suddenness of this new line of work…

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