Drop #61: Violator

“You promised you would stop!” she screamed. She was crying hysterically, hitting his chest with the meat of her palms.

Shuffling backwards, he raised his hands feebly in defense.

“You promised. You swore!” She was manic, like a box of shaken wasps.

He stood there, stoic, but in a childish way, stubborn and bored and superficially apologetic. “Oh come on,” he said. “It’s not a big deal.”

When she suddenly stopped, the silence was constricting. She was trembling when she spoke again, her face etched with shock. “You dare do it right in front of me! As we discuss it?”

He removed his finger and sighed. “God baby, I’m only picking my nose.”

By E.M. Vireo

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6 Responses to Drop #61: Violator

  1. This is exactly the kind of punch I’m trying for in my writing. Keep the writer in the dark and glued to it. This is what I like about your writing – it has a certain suddenness, an in-you-face quality. No explanations, just cut to the chase. Cool ending 8).

  2. Jeffrey Gridelcaqes says:

    You created a sense of drama in such a short span. Very joyous… like pancakes with all the trimmins.

  3. Laura says:

    Did wonder what it was he’d done. Ha ha! Brilliant!!

  4. Mariona says:

    So funny!! Haha :o)

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