100 Word Challenge: The Key
As she ran the key fell from her pocket onto the frozen ground. He spotted it and knew he could slow his pace, retain some energy, she would be stuck when she reached her door. But as luck, for him, would have it he didn’t even need to wait that long; her heel slipped on the ice of her drive and she fell to the floor with a thud.
Tears flooded from her as the pain in her ankle grew. She tried to get up and couldn’t. He walked to her now, enjoying her terror, reveling in her pain. His.
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