Continuing with the love theme for February, and picking up where we left off last week, today’s excerpt is from “The Kindness of Strangers,” a short story I wrote for The Indiana Horror Anthology 2011.
In this story, Laura left her friend’s party after seeing her ex with another girl. It started raining as she was walking down the road, and a stranger offered her a ride and a chance to vent. He then gave her a powder that would ensure no one bothered her ex again. Now she’s back at the party, looking for her ex.
She grabbed an abandoned cup of beer as she walked and dumped the packet’s contents into it. The beer fizzed, turned black, then amber again.
Laura walked into a bedroom and shut the door behind her. “Hi, Sam.”
Sam sat up and said, “Laura, how many times have I told you, we’re through!”
“You’re mine. You’ll always be mine.”
“I’m not yours, and I’ve told you to stay the hell away from me!”
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