Monday, July 12, 2010

Truth or Dare



Today's muse: Six Sentences

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Truth or Dare

Staring down the length of a gun barrel wasn’t quite the experience she’d expected. More frightened, is what she should have been, and even though her heart pounded so much she was sure he could see it bump against her meagre shirt, she was rather calm about the whole thing. The argument had escalated, moving with lightening speed from harsh words to blood-letting blows, until they stood panting, each sizing up the other. He saw her gaze flick over to the night stand where he kept his .22 and he lunged after her as she darted across the room, his hand clamping on hers as she wrenched open the drawer. And now, his cold grey eyes stared back at her, unblinking, unfeeling, asking one thing: Who would have the nerve to move first? Well, she thought, it might as well be me, and she squeezed back the trigger.


3 comments:

glnroz said...

whadda ye think I think Ms. Manning? :)

Monica Manning said...

@glnroz: I often wonder if I write some things just to see what you'll say!

glnroz said...

Ms, Manning,
i would like to read "IT" at some point,,,