The old woman and stolen time. Sn2022 non-writer.

She was 87 and she fell. She felt her hip crack as she hit the tiled floor in the kitchen. The watering can spilled over the floor. She wailed and looked up at the flowers her son had sent her just last week after her husband had died. Moaning she reached for her phone to call an ambulance. She looked at the calendar on the wall and realized her time too had come. There are no second chances.

On her phone. A text.

“No afreet hides from me forever Abyzou. All evil returns to serve hell eventually - dad.”

-the end-

Appreciate your added submission.

Good Luck in the Contest!
Johnny

a reply to: TheAlleghenyGentleman

Wow! I liked this one a lot. I find the best stories are the subtle ones.

a reply to: starlahazelnut

Thanx. My next one is less subtle tho. Lol

a reply to: TheAlleghenyGentleman

Very sinister!

I had to look up Abyzou... very interesting!