50 Word Stories – Living

She coughed into the steel spittoon. A line of vermillion in her phlegm. Gripped by fear, she picked up the hefty tobacco crate off the floor. Wiping the sweat off her brow, she plastered a corpulent smile, and went to fend for herself; selling the creator of the cancer itself.

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