Trée

Gone

In Sal, Story, Trev on August 14, 2007 at 9:31 pm

The rain came. It would not stop.

Trev pointed the pistol at Sal’s head. She didn’t move.

Without blinking, he pointed the pistol at his head. He pulled the trigger.

Voices rang. Boots chattered.

Sal stared. Trev was gone.

  1. Sweet dreams, sweetest heart, x

    Autumn 28 August 2007 at 11pm

  2. Thank you Sweetest One. :-)

    Trée 29 August 2007 at 5pm

  3. Wow, you’re really good!
    WC

    writerchick 3 November 2007 at 1pm