Her raised eyebrow was meant to throw him off balance; her crossed arms indicated she was begging for a fight. But he wasn’t about to fall for it.
“Come on, Linda. It’s not like that,” he drawled in that heavy, seductive tone that drove women crazy.
“John, I need to know. I’m a big girl. I can take it. I don’t have to put up with this. Tell me now. How much more do you love me than your wife?”
“You are so zero-sum in your thinking. Just because I love you doesn’t mean I love her less.”
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For this year’s A to Z Challenge, I took up the theme of
An Oxymoron rendered in micro-fiction.
Each story was exactly 100 words long.
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