Pool of Despair

“Bonjour, ma cheri,” Stevie crooned, kissing Monique’s hand and leading her through the courtyard. “Zee pool ees magnifique, no? I have so much to share with you. Together we will taste all zee fruit life has to offair.”

Monique vomited. Then she looked at the pool and vomited again.

(Bastrop, TX)

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