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Prompt #570:
- Genre: comedy
- Word: stir
- Action: yanking my chain
Story (87 words, per Microsoft Word):
Lucille could always get my goat. “Don’t do it that way,” she’d say. “Do it this way” — the it, that, and this always changed, of course. Sometimes my wardrobe, or the way I drove, or what I ate. But what never changed: really, she was just yanking my chain. Trying, hell — she did yank my chain. Until the day she stopped, abruptly.
Still, a hell of a woman Lucille. I’ll miss her until I get out of stir, which by my count will be sometime this century.
(Okay, I know: it’s dark comedy. I don’t think that breaks any rules.)
