Marta stood still and waited for the water to boil in the pot on the stove and thought of Glenn Close and the rabbit, of the pasta in the blue box on the counter that needed to be cooked al dente, and of her desire to plunge her hand into the pot and hold it there as long as she could, to feel the pain and to watch the skin peel away from the flesh. To cook herself until her husband walked in the door, late, when he’d say, “Yum! What smells so good?”, ready to lie about where he’d been.
Concise and powerful writing.
My skin is crawling!! Yikes, this is “well done!”
Great story!
So much power in this one! Love it!
outstanding writing and twist
Wow, this is amazing! It catapulted me to the end.
Wonderful!
Very effective style. Loved it
Really good.
Powerful imagery and ending. Well done.