© Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
A CLOUD BURST (100 words)
By Neel Anil Panicker
Gloria watched intently as the clouds roared above.
Something that her nepholologist father had said long ago rang in her ears, “Of all the clouds, it is the Nimbostratus that one should be wary about. You sight one and soon the Earth will be covered in a dark wet blanket followed by torrential rains”.
The elements were with her this evening.
She turned back towards the bed and looked down at James, her lover of three weeks,
a beatific smile adorning his handsome face.
Her lips curled up into a crooked smile.
It was time to dispose of the body.
©neelanilpanicker2017 #fiction # shortstory #100 words
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Wow, what had he managed to do in three weeks to deserve that?!
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A lot can happen over three weeks! Thanks Clair.
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Dear Neel,
Whoa! I wasn’t expecting that ending! Wonderful read, sir. I enjoyed this.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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This one came just so organically. I am glad you liked it Rochelle.
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You are definitely the master of the “zinger”. Fabulous last line.
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Oh! that’s quite a compliment. Glad you liked the last line. Thank you, James.
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Yes, Neel, way to go!
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Thanks a lot Ceayr. Coming from you it means a lot.
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Give me she name so I can keep my distance 😉
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We all need to a keep a distance. Thanks Michael.
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Sorry she should read her.
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That was a shocker! She’s so calculating, thinking of clouds over her lover’s dead body! Just a small typo – you’ve put ‘off’ when you mean ‘of’. Nicely done Neel
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Yes, I too noticed that typo. I am so glad Lynn you liked my story and the element of shock that I wanted to bring about. Thanks.
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My pleasure – a great tale, Neel 🙂
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Whoa, Neel! You takin’ lessons from Mr. Ayr? That was such a switch, I got whiplash! Well done!
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Oh! thanks Dale. This one just came about organically. Am glad you liked it.
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Love it… the rain will be like a cleansing…
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Thanks Bjorn.
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Whoa! That one threw me. Nice job, Neel. I like nimbostratus clouds. They don’t normally last long after the rain, although, I’m sure it would have covered up the heroine’s tracks as to the murder (unless, of course, she was so good in bed, he died smiling, so it wasn’t deliberate, just inopportune). 😀
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I would too like to believe it was the latter reason. I too am greatly fascinated by clouds and intend to feature them as a part of my settings as and when such a situation crops up. Thanks a lot for your reading and appreciation.
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You’re welcome. And not a bad idea to use clouds, either. I remember using birds a lot when I wrote some 20 years ago.
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Whoops, that’s a dark twist. I wonder what caused her to do it.
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Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.
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A bit of a Black Widow she is. Makes me wonder what the poor fellow did.
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Black Widow, she definitely is. At times we don’t know what goes on inside the minds of certain people.
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Again I say “Ewww!”(I believe that was my comment on your story last week)
I read it as he had been her dead lover for three weeks. So..eww!
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Eww for sure. She is evil personified.
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A totally unexpected last line!
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Thanks so much
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I would love to have your feedback too, Sir.
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poor chap. with that smile on his face, he probably didn’t expect what was coming.
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