Absolute Absolution
It was definitely divine intervention. Or at least a call for it. She stood in the gelid water and stooped. The full-bodied river swirled into her ornate urn and rippled out. She neatly capped the jar, trapping the water that had slipped in.
This one was for the boss. He had asked for a large pot of it when he learnt about her visit. To wash away, no doubt the filth he must have acquired making his lucre. Not to mention the sin he committed every Thursday with the tall hazel-eyed manager from Sales.
She wondered if she should fill in more cans. She knew at least a dozen names who could use the clemency. She should know- with her well-informed brain and her well-hidden camera. Maybe she ought to leave a little vial of holy water with her anonymous notes. Salvation in a bottle. For a price.
Perhaps, she thought as she walked away from the torrent, she ought to start by adding a few drops to her bath water.
© Maya
Long Story Short 2008
A Love Story in Seventy Words
It was definitely divine intervention. Or at least a call for it. She stood in the gelid water and stooped. The full-bodied river swirled into her ornate urn and rippled out. She neatly capped the jar, trapping the water that had slipped in.
This one was for the boss. He had asked for a large pot of it when he learnt about her visit. To wash away, no doubt the filth he must have acquired making his lucre. Not to mention the sin he committed every Thursday with the tall hazel-eyed manager from Sales.
She wondered if she should fill in more cans. She knew at least a dozen names who could use the clemency. She should know- with her well-informed brain and her well-hidden camera. Maybe she ought to leave a little vial of holy water with her anonymous notes. Salvation in a bottle. For a price.
Perhaps, she thought as she walked away from the torrent, she ought to start by adding a few drops to her bath water.
© Maya
Long Story Short 2008
A Love Story in Seventy Words
They met in the office unisex loo.
After a bout of frenzied sex, he proposed to her.
“Let us not confuse afterglow with love” She replied.
One day, she caught a stomach bug. He tried to make her swallow a pill. She threw up all over him.
With the remnants of her breakfast dripping from his hair he proposed again. She accepted. Love didn’t get truer than this, she knew.
© Maya
© Maya
Flash Shot, Dec 2008.
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