Wednesday's Three Word Wednesday

The words over at Three Word Wednesday at enemy, shatter and vague. Let’s try for a Drabble, 100 words and out. And no firearms for Miss Peachy-Plums. Sheesh.


Spurned

She was a cold dish, distant, back-ally frigid.
Her heart, yeah, her heart glowed.
Mist clung to her hair, dripped off scarred earlobes as vague thoughts, redemption, cluttered her resolve. She brought her brown eyes into focus, re-channeled the rage, chilled.
Breathe.
Lives shatter for less.
Pick up the pieces.
Get even.
He wasn’t just the enemy. He was everything she’d grown to hate. The rehab. The looks at the puckered skin, the hasty stitched grafts.
She was a cold dish. Learned all she needed efficiently, wrote nothing down. Flash pots, simple switches.
He’d burn.
He wouldn’t die.
Backatcha, bastard.

13 comments:

paisley said...

would a bitter cold dish be taking it a bit to far?????

ThomG said...

revenge is a dish best served cold...

missalister said...

I’m so glad you post every day! A vital part of living is checking The Tension each morning, and I’m sure I'm not alone. Soooo, I guess you’ve got us where you want us with your high def graphix ;-)
Today’s special: from Mist clung all the way to cluttered her resolve :-)

peachesandplums said...

thanks for not marrying me off. you may now resume your use of heavy artillery. :)

Tumblewords: said...

Back-alley frigid - like it!
some fine phrases in this darkish yet lively drabble...

Quin Browne said...

served cold, and with a side order of crow.

Pretty Me!! said...

well presented thoughts :)

Greyscale Territory said...

Love the repetition of "She was a cold dish". It shows the biting scars are very deep. Great tensions in this!

Daily Panic said...

sha has to be a cold dish to hold such resentment.
Happy 3WW!

angel said...

I like this one! My kind of character!

Linda Jacobs said...

Love this image: "Mist clung to her hair, dripped off scarred earlobes as vague thoughts."

A whole novel in a hundred words!

watermaid said...

I like the opposition between your 'cold dish' and her enemy who would 'burn'.

one more believer said...

i think the title sez it all... backatcha bastard... funny, hilarious...