Short Story: Not Worth

Genre: slice of life
Inspired by the prompt visceral.

 

His mind wanted it, but his body rebelled.

“Sir?” the waitress prompted.

“No, thank you.”

The waitress nodded and walked away to serve her tray of canapé to another guest. He watched the soft shell crabs go and tried to ignore the tingling on his lips from his last allergic reaction.

A few moments of bliss was not worth an eternity of death.

~End~

Posted on August 24, 2017, in Short Stories and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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