“You’re right. I can’t” she sighed again. He sat below her, ears ringing. The smoking bullet hole in the dirt right between his legs.
Writing Prompt #24 She stared at her favorite green tea chai latte set beside her and frowned. "Hey, I didn't order this," she shouted at the waiter walking away. "True, but I did," the chilling, familiar voice reached her ears before he sat down in front