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(A short story of 1275 words)

The Red Dress

Horror

by Cherry Potts


A daughter's loyalty to her family is tested.


Granny taught me to dance as soon as I could stand straight, and it is Granny I hear when I dance.

As soon as I stopped growing, Granny trained me for something else. Her black agate eyes watching me; fierce eyes: watching.

And now I am trained; I am honed to razor sharpness, like the tines on my comb; an assassin: I am my Grandmother's weapon, her gift, her honour, her absolution, her revenge. And I will be your death.

And now I am here, dancing, with you...
 

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