Trust, by Bruce Arbuckle

Hilda nudges me. Her eyes pull mine in the direction of the tall thin woman talking to Frank. “Big Machine,” she hisses. Meaning Gerda is Government and therefore not a friend. Noting my husband’s amatory moon-eyed gaze, I realise Gerda is not the only untrustworthy person in the room.

A 50-word story written by Bruce Arbuckle, inspired by the Freewriters Writing Prompt on Hive, “big machine”

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