By Thomas Williams
They’d been together for two nights in the hotel and this was the first time he had really seen her. The humidity of the Sumatran summer overpowered the air conditioning unit that rattled as it whirred. He’d acknowledged her at night, though, groaning and stirring as she’d tasted the salty sweetness of sweat on his skin.
She watched him now, scratching, turning over, stopping as he spotted her. Rising slowly as not to alarm her, he strode forward, his right hand raised. The slap thudded into the wall but she was too swift, even with a full belly, and buzzed away.
Clever!
Great twist at the end!
Well done
Nice. After 1st read – 2nd read makes things look so much different.
Great story and ending. I needed to read it twice to appreciate it fully.
Well, I don’t remember a story written from a mosquito’s perspective—very nicely done!