The Bürgermeister mixed poison into his stepdaughter’s milk. Unlike last time, the child’s current illness would cover suspicions. The estate would be his.
He turned to find her mother’s ghost.
“Till death do us part.”
A phantom hand entered his chest. It left without the ring that stopped his heart.
Copyright © 2018 by Jason H. Abbott, All Rights Reserved.
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I read the name Bürgermeister and immediately thought of the show Santa Claus is Comin’ to Town and laughed because that character probably murdered kids too…great short work!
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You know, the image of the Bürgermeister in my head IS a little reminiscent of the Heat Miser, so you may be onto something! Gland you enjoyed!
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And he deserved it! Enjoyed the flash, Jason.
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Glad you enjoyed, Diana. I wanted to do something a little phantasmagorical for the season. ;-)
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Totally tweeted it.
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Thank you, glad you liked it! :-)
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Wow that’s abrupt and a little creepy. Nice plot twist in 50 words!
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Thank you! Good to hear I snuck one up one you. ;-)
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A mother’s love.
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Yes, indeed.
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