Thursday 16 January 2014

Thursday Threads You Need To Focus

Of all the times for grocery shopping to pop into Chloe’s head, now wasn’t the greatest. What was it her boss said, always said with gritted teeth?
“You need to focus, Chloe. It’s the only thing that’s letting you down but it’s a biggy. Mind on the target or find yourself another agency.”
Chloe inhaled deeply. She emptied her head of all that was important to her and focused her mind on the job in hand; that was all that mattered now in this world. Targets. And accuracy.

Candles, pink icing.

Shaking her head, Chloe tried to remove all thoughts of her daughter’s upcoming 8th birthday celebrations which under normal circumstances would be a priority. But this was work. It didn’t help that her hand ached; maybe she could claim for repetitive strain injury. That would sort out the bill for the new kitchen. There she was again, going off on a tangent. Sipping her water, she abruptly stopped.
Alert and focused.
Adrenalin pumping.
On the target. 
Lining up her sight.
Finger on the trigger.
Right between the eyes.
And pulled.

Filled with apathy, she watched as the target’s head exploded into fragments looking like confetti as he slumped to the ground, crimson quickly pooling around him.
By the time passers-by ran to his aide, Chloe was in her car, heading towards the supermarket after a job well done and with the bonus of finishing earlier than expected.  
Now there was plenty of time for candles and pink icing.

Written for Siobhan Muir's The Weird, the Wild and the Wicked


  1. Noooooo!!!!!! I don't like this!!!! lol. Actually.....the name Chloe is perfect but I don't like what she did!!! Excellent writing skills though chickadee :-)

  2. Lol, thought you'd hate it. You're such a romantic. But thank you for the compliment.

  3. Haha, you got me on that one! Nice!

    1. Hee, hee. Thanks. Like to keep my readers on their toes. x