A moment of juvenile behaviour as Tom twisted William’s nipple.
William wasn’t impressed and let Tom know it, four days later, with a carefully placed needle on the seat of a chair. Tom screamed! William laughed.
Things escalated and William found himself the victim of a laxative-laced beer; which was repaid on Tom’s birthday with an exploding cake filled with William’s shit.
Revenge, a dish served cold… frozen cold. Tom had taken advantage of a frosty winter morning and spent the early hours with two full watering cans. Ice on William’s doorstep resulted in a broken leg and dislocated hip.
The game ended six weeks later when Tom was pronounced dead at the scene of a car accident. His brakes had failed him.
James Hancock is a UK writer of thriller, horror, fantasy, sci-fi, and bizarre comedy. Some of his short screenplays have been made into films, his stories read on podcasts, and he has been published in print magazines, online, and in anthology books.
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