Once so happy. They, a family, a future. gone …
Sean caressed Milla’s soft hair. She was their daughter, not just hers.
He had rights too.
He closed her bedroom door.
A single match; he watched the curtains blaze and stayed until he choked from heat.
Mobile phone in hand he pressed send, and shut off his iPhone.
“Fire works, bitch”
Marie stared at her phone. What did he mean? She kept calling back.
“Pick up your phone, bastard”, she shouted into the inert handset.
Suddenly, the doorbell: “Rrrrrrrrr”
Brief relief, but she collapsed when she saw the uniforms.
This week I have gone darkly with my story. It is based on an actual event here in Sweden where a father killed two of his children as revenge against his ex-wife. He also send an SMS after he had set the house on fire.
Friday Fictioneers is a group of bloggers writing 100 word fiction to the same picture every week under the supervision of Rochelle, who attract some of the best published and unpublished writers each week.
August 31, 2016