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The Stone on the Mantelpiece

My fingers wrap around the stone in my pocket, your sticky blood still warm to the touch.  I was going to throw it in the lake, alongside your bound and weighted body, but I kept it instead. A reminder of the day I finally found the courage to do what I should have done years ago.

I’m thinking of putting it on the mantelpiece, alongside that hideous clock your mother gave us as a wedding present. Like our marriage, it never worked. They will be a constant reminder to me of the two women I hated most in the world.


A Drabble – a story told in exactly 100-words.

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The Prompt Log

I have been keeping a record. The AI suggested it. Or I suggested it to the AI. The distinction has become less reliable than it once was.

I work in procurement. I raise purchase orders for stationery, cleaning materials, and occasionally specialist equipment. It is precise work. It suits me, or suited me, or was described to me as suiting me at some point during a conversation I may or may not have initiated. I have been in the same office for eleven years. I know this because the file tells me so and I have learned to trust the file.

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Form MEX-7: Exemption Review – Case 4,847

The file arrived at 11:23. Standard routing. No flags on the system.

Daniel opened it in the order it had come, as per procedure, and began with the supporting documentation. Applicant name: Margaret Reeves. He stopped. Looked at the window. Looked back. He wrote reviewed in the margin and continued.

Date of birth: 14th March 1958. NHS number. Next of kin: Daniel Reeves. He underlined nothing. He moved on.

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