The Flight
Sep 8th, 2022 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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He wouldn’t let me go. He simply wouldn’t let me go.
First he took my money and wouldn’t give it back. Then he threatened to call the police on me! For what? For creating a scene in public? It was I who should have called the police on him for stealing my money!
The train has stopped. Passengers get off. Passengers get on. He shoves me into the car. The doors shut.
I get off at the next station. Standing penniless on the street outside, I see a colossal cocktail glass filled with blue wine sitting high atop a skyscraper.
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