“You’re spoiling me rotten,” she told him. Then she and her zombie mate exchanged smiles and began eating his latest kill.
©2011, Guy Belleranti
“You’re spoiling me rotten,” she told him. Then she and her zombie mate exchanged smiles and began eating his latest kill.
©2011, Guy Belleranti
Dropped cake spoils her party dress. Her mum won’t wipe it, nor heed her tears. “Let her learn disappointment,” she says, lost in a memory.
©2011, Gayle Beveridge
He thrashed his brother for his lollies; the spoils of war. Hiding in his room he gulped them all, the resultant stomach ache, a spoiler.
©2011, Gayle Beveridge