“All purchases are final,” said the salesman.
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I truly understood why he said it cost “an arm and a leg” when I heard the revving of the chainsaw.

“All purchases are final,” said the salesman.
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I truly understood why he said it cost “an arm and a leg” when I heard the revving of the chainsaw.

“They’re more scared of you than you are of them,” I had mocked.
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Slowly, I backed into the corner as the spiders kept coming.

I gave him a naughty wink when I saw the plastic sheets and camera.
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I never saw the axe.

Hello! How are you today? I’ve had a go at the Reedsy weekly Short Story Contest again!
This week’s theme was Be-all and end-all. I chose prompt #4: “write a story that starts by presenting a highly unusual scene,” and I also included a bonus — prompt #5: “write a story that starts with the same line as it ends.”
So, I’ve written a quirky little comedy-horror titled I Like to Knit. You can read it on my Short Stories page over here!
“The second time I killed my husband was the hardest.” Continue Reading
I hope you enjoy it! I had one or two maniacal chuckles when I was making it up!
P.S. As I’m sharing my short story, I thought I’d skip today’s Bite-Sized Horror post, as I don’t want to clog up everyone’s feeds! But don’t worry, normal service will resume tomorrow!
He kissed her smooth skin.
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Well, technically it was no longer hers.

“I like to bring my work home with me,” he said, with a sheepish smile.
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I asked him what his profession was, and he responded: “Coroner.”

Watching the floating necklace, I adjusted my grip.
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I dragged my eyes from the bathroom mirror and approached my girlfriend from behind, clutching the wooden stake.

“Babies smell so good,” said my wife, as she took in a deep breath.
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“It’s almost ready,” I said, stirring the contents of the wok.

“He’s got his mother’s eyes, his father’s nose… and his grandmother’s ears.”
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“Why does he keep them all in jars?” asked the second detective.
