ONE HUNDRED WORDS

“ maybe you imagined the window was locked” by Christina Moser, 2021.

SIX

“I AM YOURS!”

Jessica’s 63rd text had come in thirty minutes ago.

Damon scrolled through the rest.

“HOW COULD YOU BE SO COLD?????”

Again.

“LEAVE HER.”

Again.

“THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT. YOUR FAULT!!!”

Again.

“You could LIVE here w ME. WE can have a family. YOU can have a new family.”

Again.

“HOW DARE YOU IGNORE ME??”

Again.

“This is ALL YOUR FAULT!”

Again.

“Did you receive my MESSAGE? How did yr “WIFE” react??? Your KIDS??”

Damon sat at his desk, his pulse rising. He felt exasperated, a needle of fear sinking deeper. Jessica was becoming a real problem.