Objects In The Mirror Are Closer Than They Appear, chapter 1
She fired five times, but only one bullet pierced my skin.
I fell to the ground, already bleeding from the gunshot wound in my side. I turned around and looked at Arlene, standing in the kitchen doorway with the pistol still in her hands. I spat onto the kitchen tile and wasn't surprised to see that it was full of blood. "Why?" I asked Arlene weakly.
She didn't respond: Instead she turned around and walked out of the kitchen. I could hear her feet on the carpet, and the door open and close as she walked into the bedroom.
Then came the single shot.
I fell to the ground, already bleeding from the gunshot wound in my side. I turned around and looked at Arlene, standing in the kitchen doorway with the pistol still in her hands. I spat onto the kitchen tile and wasn't surprised to see that it was full of blood. "Why?" I asked Arlene weakly.
She didn't respond: Instead she turned around and walked out of the kitchen. I could hear her feet on the carpet, and the door open and close as she walked into the bedroom.
Then came the single shot.
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