neelwrites/FF/something’ssmelly/fiction/100words/02/08/2017

Something’s smelly

PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson

By Neel Anil Panicker

It began as a single red rose.

Delivered to her workstation; initially, only on Mondays, and then on every other day, and finally, every single day.

All placed inwards, as if the benefactor were aware of the seating arrangement of the beneficiary; the flowers, fresh and trimmed to perfection were delivered with metronomic precision within a measly thirty seconds, the time that it took for Esther to grab a cup of espresso from the office corner.

It’s only when the largesse began arriving at her doorsteps and came wrapped around

a pair of surgical blades that cold fear set in.

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