End Of The Line
Jul 26th, 2016 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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Grace ran her finger over the word.
TERMINATED
She over-pronounced each syllable. The word crashed off her computer’s screen. The “t” chipped the floor with its hook. The “e” cracked the tile, and the rest of the letters tumbled into the void.
“Didn’t tell me in person.” The night beacon, bedroom clock blinked 11:15.
In her unkempt kitchen, she knelt beside the sink. Ants crawled, a living chain of perfect order. They bypassed her bait. Scouts explored on. Workers followed trails through the cracks. But in the hive, the queen risked nothing.
Life balanced on the pinhole of a hilltop.
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