50 Word Story #16

I used to be the reason for his happiness, Donatella thought. She looked down at her feet. Joey lay there, passed out on the floor, beer can still in hand, cradling it to his chest like a long lost lover. Donatella shook her head, bit back tears, and shot him.

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50 Word Story #15

Looking at the beautiful asian girl sitting across from me, I took a sip of my coffee. I thought to myself even if I didn’t believe in magic, magic would believe in me. “Harry,” Cho said, “I wish it were me you were marrying instead of Ginny.” I kissed her.