Excellent a 50-word story Seth and Sheila by Bill Schott

Seth held the nine-millimeter handgun tightly in his trembling hand.   "Okay, Honey," said Sheila, "you go first, then I'll go."   "I've been thinking, maybe you should go first."   "Seth," whispers Sheila, "what if you chicken out after I'm dead?"   "I've already chickened out."   "So glad to hear that. Me too." Recognized Author Notes Image from Google

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