"Aren't You Happy?" - 100 Word Story #FF

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Through the cracked windshield of the old Station Wagon, I stared at them.

Reminders of what had once been – Mark’s famous BBQ Sunday’s; Theodore driving his motorized “big boy” truck with pride on his young face; and baby Hannah cooing and playing in her bouncer, hardly a fuss.  

A happy life, I suppose. That’s what I was told anyway. Aren’t you happy?

But today felt different. Very different.

Lighter. Lighter than I had felt in years.

​So, I smiled.

Then, I wiped the blood from my face, laid the revolver on the passenger seat, and put the car in reverse. 

​(100 Words Exactly)

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