We knew something was wrong when the hairdresser called to say she’d missed her appointment. Two things Mum couldn’t abide: tardiness and unruly hair. Minutes later, announcing their arrival with officious raps on the door, two awkward policemen told us Mum had collapsed and died at the supermarket fish counter.
A 50-word story written by Bruce Arbuckle, inspired by the Freewriters Writing Prompt on Hive, “missed appointment”
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