I threw confetti at their wedding. It was the safe, biodegradable kind, full of dried rose petals and sunflower seeds, with only a little bit of strychnine.
But he was a rat, so he deserved a dose of pesticide, and if she knew, then his bride did too, though I prefer to view her as innocent, just another victim of his manipulative lies.
Like others of his kind, he soon scurried off to hide from the light. I heard he wasn’t feeling right, and I tried to disguise my smile.
I knew it would only be a matter of time.
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Written for Six Sentence Story.