(100-word flash fiction)
The flowers were sitting on her doorstep glowing in the
golden hour sunlight.
“Thank you, dearest Simon,” she smiled at the thought of her
at-last-found true love.
She scooped them up as she let herself in. Taped to a stem
was a heart shaped card. Her heart fluttered then burst into beam exactly like
the light she had turned on.
“You cannot live without me. I will not let it be.” It said
in Zac’s sloppy hand.
Behind her bowed head, a bee rose from a half-open bloom and
found her neck. She was dead before she hit the ground.
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Written for Friday Fictioneers
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