Somewhere Else

Location set. 

***

The sun shines bright. The day is warm. The breeze comforting and filled with the flavors of late summer. Maybe noon at a table in the middle of a grassy yard sounds harsh, but summer was ending and its a perfect place to collect a little sun, spend time with new friends,  listening to kids play and lawn mowers churn angry.

***

Target marked.

***

Sara and Dan did not know the MacLeans well, but when invited they accepted happily.

Deanna was dark and willowy and Sara knew Dan found that attractive, which was fine it proved he was still alive, which after twenty five years of marriage feeling alive is a good thing.

Mark was dark also, but in a mysterious, dangerous way. When he was around Sara could taste his presence like salt on the air.

***

Awaiting final orders.

***

The two couples sit and drink cheap Merlot and talk about the weather.

Small meaningless talk really and Sara begins wondering what that buzzing sound is before never wondering anything again.

***

Mission accomplished.

7 Comments

  1. Chilling! The Macleans don’t seem to be the type of couple I would want to meet. Apparently, Mark and Sara found out too late. Great story!

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  2. Iain Kelly says:

    The perfect hit, on all levels.

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  3. michael1148humphris says:

    I liked the atmosphere you created,

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  4. James says:

    So much violence in many of these garden stories, including mine.

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    1. Bryan Aiello says:

      We see something beautiful and we wish to destroy it.

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      1. James says:

        The only thing my character wished to destroy was a pest.

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  5. I love how it is written!

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