Lisa found a pallid yellow seed on her pillow. She rolled it between her finger and thumb, speculating that if planted, a good husband would grow. One that didn’t drink or stay out all night. One that wouldn’t smoke, swear, shout and scold. Her man would come, different to the others.
The seed cracked and an ochre fluid seeped onto Lisa’s fingers. She licked at it as the crack repaired itself. The fluid was hot on her tongue. It erased all the thoughts she had of the perfect spouse and replaced them with images of sleeping pills and razor blades.
Chris Walker almost 10 years ago
Good one.
Horrorshow almost 10 years ago
Thanks for the kind words, Chris.
K.Z. Morano almost 10 years ago
loved the imagination in this one :)
Horrorshow almost 10 years ago
Why thank you, K.Z. :-)
Bryan Thomas almost 10 years ago
Very good.
Horrorshow almost 10 years ago
Thanks for reading and commenting, Bryan.
Mike Arnzen almost 10 years ago
Nice twist!
Horrorshow almost 10 years ago
Thanks for the feedback, Mike; much appreciated. :-)
Horrorshow almost 10 years ago
Thanks to everyone who read and voted for this story to make it Drabble of the Week #23! :-)
Ken Magee over 9 years ago
Weird & wonderful.
Horrorshow over 9 years ago
Delighted you liked it, Ken! Thanks for commenting. :-)