Sweet Revenge
“Trespassers deserve to be punished,” Ralph stated. “They have no business being on property they’re not entitled to.”
He stared at his damaged lawn.
Jeremy winced. “You sure about that? Might’ve been here before you.”
Ralph scratched his chin. “Okay, they’re diligent workers but they aren’t working for me.”
“How about you forget and forgive. Better still, prepare a nice meal for them.”
“That’s what I had in mind. Got all the fixings right here in my bag.“
After mixing up the concoction and serving it, Ralph watched.
With the sweet taste of sugar, the ants entered their underground home.
From Guest Contributor Krystyna Fedosejevs
Krystyna is a writer of poetry, fiction, and creative nonfiction. She resides in Edmonton, Canada.