Twittering Tales #136

Image by NRD at Unsplash

Harsh light escaped from the open fridge where rancid butter, wilted carrots and mouldy yoghurt beckoned.

Other pervasive odours lingered in the kitchen.

Was that a body hidden in the shadows?

As I approached the fridge, I glimpsed the gleam of a knife.

But it was already too late. (277 chars)

I’m a bit late for this weeks Twittering Tales as I’m just catching up from a weekend in Geneva. More of that later!


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