Bedtime Story by Jeffrey Whitmore

 

“Careful, honey, it’s loaded,” he said, re-entering the bedroom.


Her back rested against the headboard. “This for your wife?”


“No, too chancy. I’m hiring a professional.”


“How about me?”


He smirked. “Cute. But who’d be dumb enough to hire a lady hit man?”


She wet her lips, sighting along the barrel.


“Your wife.”




I read this 55 word short story so long ago. Occasionally I go looking for it on the internet.
Today I was doing some work with students doing 55 word stories. Again I went searching for it. And eventually I found it.


At last.