Into the Fray (Six Sentence Stories, Installment 5)

Marilee, where have you been? “ a woman’s voice staccatos.

“I’m not…?”

“And where is that brief I asked you for an hour ago? ” the blonde homunculus snaps.

“I–”

“Never mind, got it, so let’s see how much you’ve screwed this up,” the harridan continues, snatching a sheaf of stapled pages from the alien desk.

The fact that she seems, somehow, to have become someone named Marilee adds two more nerves to the three hundred billion that are already fraying badly.

 

Frayed Nerves PaulineMoss DeviantArt
PaulineMoss, DeviantArt, Creative Commons License

This is a Six Sentence Stories installment. The cue was “fray.”

Click here for Installment 4.

Click here for Installment 6.

Click here to read great Six Sentence Stories from other writers.

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Author: Deborah Lee

I like trees, dreaming, magic, books, paper, floating, dreaming, rhinos, rocks, stargazing, wine, dragonflies, trains, and silence to hear the world breathe.

9 thoughts on “Into the Fray (Six Sentence Stories, Installment 5)”

  1. LOVE this story. What I don’t love is people whom you meet who talk so much that you can’t get a word in and look at all the erroneous conclusions the homunculous harridan draws. That would fray my nerves as well.

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