It all started with the youngest. Who I like to call patient zero. It wasn't long before it ran through the entire house like a monster in our bowels. Sons. Daughters. The mother. And now it's come for me. I'm the last man standing. The one untouched by the stomach bug from hell.
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Very Short Stories & Drabbles
Short StoryA collection of very short stories, microfictions, and drabbles from all themes and genres. Posted weekly!
