Six Sentence Story: The Contract

She waited anxiously by the payphone almost hoping he wouldn’t call and as the unusually loud ring made her racing heart leap out of her chest, her jittery hands lifted the receiver and she pressed it to her ear, five minutes later standing near the large oak tree in the park, her brow furrowed and her anxiety up a notch, (if it could get any higher than it already was) as his initial message had explicitly stated that all arrangements would be made via phone, so why did he want to meet her in person?

“Don’t turn around,” said a deep voice breaking her thought cloud and for the second time that day she almost flat-lined.

“Now, Mrs. Henderson, I usually don’t make direct contact but I have a feeling this entire situation may not go as planned…from your side and I don’t take on a contract in which I feel the person may have second thoughts later on,” he lied smoothly, as a vast section of his clients almost always felt an aftermath of regret and she was a textbook case of one who already exuded a mesh of fear, remorse and guilt.

“This is the phone number of the best divorce lawyer in town, I think your money would be best spent there.”

She kept waiting for him to speak again until she realized that she was once again alone, with the lawyer’s card left on the branch above her head and as she reached to grab it,  for the first time since she’d seen her husband and his secretary together at the restaurant and abrupt rage had provoked her to take this drastic step, she was flooded with relief.

Back in his apartment Vincent poured himself some sparkling cider from the fridge and sighed, he was getting too soft.

Written for Six Sentence Stories
This week’s cue is CONTRACT

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Author: Ugly Aphrodite (Available on Amazon Kindle) Ah, the need to get your thoughts out there! Happy reading folks!
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23 Responses to Six Sentence Story: The Contract

  1. ivywalker says:

    A hit man could go broke doing that ! Great story. I’m glad she had a chance to rethink. Thanks for linking in early I’m glad you were able to. You must be one of those people that’s always prepared. Just think now you’re free to link in another one!

  2. mandibelle16 says:

    Liked this. Interesting a hit man with a conscience. I guess her husband must have been a bad man.

  3. valj2750 says:

    I liked your story. I suppose if he were really a hard core hitman he would be sipping whiskey or a beer, not sparkling cider.

  4. oldegg says:

    Well that sounds like excellent advice, she must have clearly shown him that her request was impulsive and ill thought out and even hit men must weigh up the risks. Nicely thought out.

  5. nice! (in the curious ways of these Six(es)), I thought of Denzel Washington in the role of the man with the non-lethal advice. A compliment to you for a story, though only six sentences, strong enough to cause (a) Reader’s mind to seek a visual and a compliment to the gods of synchronicity for prompting my choice of images at my own effort.

    • swritings says:

      Wow! Thank you so much! These ‘sentences’ do tend to take a form of their own at times! 🙂 ..Let the images flow..! Thank you for your wonderful compliment and comment I really appreciate it! 🙂

  6. I love this!! He talked her out of his services. The last line was excellent!

  7. Jenn says:

    A New Age hit man. I love it.

  8. dyannedillon says:

    This was terrific! Oooo, what if HE is the lawyer?

  9. UP says:

    What’s next?

  10. Good one! Love the hit man with an ethical streak and definitely enjoyed his apple cider as choice of drink. Clearly, this is no hardened criminal!

  11. Good story, Swritings, with great tension. I was almost as relieved as she was. 🙂 — Suzanne

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