Flash Fiction entry - Dinner is served! |
Marie felt great today. The birds were singing happily and the sun was shining brightly which only served to strengthen her mood. Her husband Logan and her had patched things up considerably and have never been as close as they were now. She could smell the fresh produce she had picked up to go along with the gourmet dinner both her and Logan were going to make together. Marie loved cooking with him as it always got interrupted with a different type of cooking. She parked her car and the grabbed the two plastic bags full of groceries. They were easy to carry despite their weight as she headed to the front door and into the kitchen. A loud sharp banging noise made her heart leap. It had come from upstairs. Maybe Logan had come home early to surprise her as he thought she was going to be gone till dinner time. Grabbing her purse she started up the blue carpeted stairs. It had gone quiet so she didn’t say anything and would surprise him. Thinking of the black teddy she bought for tonight she walked silently into their bedroom. On the king size bed in front of her laid her husband entwined with a beautiful blonde, both naked and entwined in the throes of passion. Marie stared, her heart in her throat, till Logan looked up at her and screamed her name. “MARIE”, oh god! This is not what it looks like! The shock fading quickly and the rage surfacing, she reaches under the bed and pulls out a 12 gauge shotgun. Don’t worry this is not what it looks like either. I’m not going to hurt you Logan. I’m going to kill you both. With that said Marie put one very large hole in each of them! |