Thursday, May 3, 2012

Message Received

He noticed the yellow envelope of a telegram, wedged under his front door. At the same time he thought he sensed a blur of movement in his periphery. Bending to retrieve the telegram, another blur.

The envelope opened, he read:

Shame on you Andrew.  Stop.  You shouldn’t have been so careless.  Stop.  Always finish what you start.  Stop. 

“Stop! Stop! Sto…!” 

Fingers tightened on Andrew’s throat, silencing the last word.

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