By Supie Dunbar
“Sit down. It’s time to eat. I made chicken.”
Who is this man? How did he get into her house?
“Sit down, Dorothy. Eat. You like chicken.”
This stranger frightens her. She sits.
“Good. I’ll get us some tea.”
While he is in the kitchen, she calls 911.
The police arrive. They’re familiar with the situation; it’s the third call this month. One offers the husband words of support. The other reassures the wife. They leave.
Who is this man undressing me? she wonders, as he helps her get ready for bed. She looks around the unfamiliar room for a phone.
There is so much sadness and heart packed into these 101 words. And the title is perfect. Nicely done!
Wow! You’ve practically written a novel in just a few words. Such a bittersweet little tale. A story of a hopeless situation. . .but I imagine this happens more than any of us realize. Excellent story.
I agree with the other comments. You’ve packed this with so many emotions.
At first, I was scared, then I was punched with a wave of sadness. Great stuff.