Greetings, everyone
This is my entry to the #freewrite 5-minute exercise hosted by @mariannewest. See details here.
Bloody Spelling
The Boss was too tired for dinner, let alone dessert. His new girlfriend kept him busier than his murky business.
The Boss’s Wife had gone above and beyond preparing a delicious dessert, hoping her husband would forget her last shopping spree and her flirting with the shoemaker.
The Bodyguard was hoping they’d give him the night off. He was tired of extremely opposite, usually conflicting orders coming from those two.
He was tired of either shopping for nail polish or killing bar owners on weekends.
[End of 5 minutes]
The Bodyguard’s phone beeped. It was the Boss:
“Get rid of the plump cobbler”
The Shoemaker was closing his shop when a silent bullet pierced his skull.
At home the Boss slept satisfied. The Boss’s Wife held his phone waiting impatiently for the stupid Bodyguard to come dump the dessert.
Thanks for your visit
