By Fred Vogel
When she walked into the den, he was on the beige tweed couch with his hands folded neatly across his stomach, enjoying his daily nap. A book of Raymond Carver short stories was lying open on the round marble table. He couldn’t read for more than twenty minutes at a time these days without dozing off. He was wearing a pair of brown cargo shorts, a burgundy and white Dunder Mifflin T-shirt, and gray golf socks. His hair was still damp from a recent shower and his face cleanly shaven. He couldn’t have been dead for more than an hour, tops.
Passing by while doing what you love….
We should all be so lucky.
Very nice work, Fred.
Thank you, Roy. I appreciate the kind words.
Love that twist 🙂
Thank you, Claire
Highly descriptive writing–and a smashing ending. Loved this one!
Thank you, Bobby.
Nice twist, well delivered
Hey Fred,
Didn’t see that one coming. Good work!