This morning under clear blue skies and the hooded eyes of the populace, I watched three ashen-faced men crown my husband King. Not one of them knows the extent of the danger, these last few months: the accidents, the illnesses, the murders. None of them know, but I still carry the syringe and the vial, in case they find out.
This post was made in response to the Trifecta Writing Challenge weekend Trifextra prompt, in which the editors asked us to write a complete story in only three sentences.
Christine Hanolsy 
Intriguing.
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She does seem well-equipped to rise to any occasion! Hip Hip Hu….uh…
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Really powerful and visual. I particularly lover the contrast of the clear blue skies and the ashen-faced men. And I like this determined woman. I want to know more!
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Intriguing! The last sentence begs for more to be written 🙂
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Gotta love a plotting queen. (:
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I concur that this seems set in another time, but I suppose depending on the country it could certainly be today. The wife is willing to do whatever to protect her man.
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Great story but it has a teaser. I want to read more.
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This is great! I felt swept into another place and time, disappointed that it was over so soon. I’d love to see this as the opening to a short story or novel!
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Secrets on a grand scale – how wonderful! This certainly does include a story :)))
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