Hindsight
For the Flash Fiction Twilight Zone Challenge
Hindsight belongs to the following groups:
Flash Fiction and Pulp NoirShe was praying.
He scoffed, quoting Marx, “Religion is opium of the masses.” As he sliced open her chest. Piercing the flesh, leaving her organs intact, she knew he had his reasons. This battle was more than a mere bloodletting, their love more than skin deep. It always had been.
Blood running down his gnarled, hairy hands he offered her the breast.
Yetis were as unassuming as they were unforgiving. His intent was to remind her of yesterday’s idle brunch conversation.
_“Pass a bicky over here.”
“A what?” she’d asked
“A buiscit, a cookie.”
“Oh, is that what a bicky is? Like the bicky pegs babies use when teething?”
“What is a bicky peg?” someone else asked.
“It’s a falsey.” her husband replied.
“No! No,” she’d laughed, “you mean a dummy. A pacifier of sorts,” she’d explained to their guests, “for gnawing on.”_
Something she wished she’d never said.
wakeman490
Nice piece. It has the same feel of a Tom Piccirilli story. He has a very macabre style of writing but makes it feel as if your attending a dinner party at the same time, almost prim and proper. Very nice Louise.
Louise Kuskovski
Thanks for the comment! I had my husband read this and he said he didn’t get it. He is honest and means well. I thought it wouldn’t make sense and almost deleted it…but decided to wait a week first. I used the excuse of a minimal word limit as a means to pacify myself…thanks again for your words. ;-)
Louise
Jared D White
delightfully disturbing!
Louise Kuskovski replied
thanks, trying to delve into the darkside.