By Michael Seese
Less than 12 hours after Cody Allen struck out Dustin Pedroia on a wicked slider, Janet Reid threw us a curve ball. For this week's flash contest, she said we had to start with the sentence "No questions asked." That led me to "Her Body."
"No questions asked," she whispered as she lifted the sheet. I tentatively touched her thigh. She seemed… colder.
I never questioned what she did with her nights. As long as she brought it home to me, I guess I didn't care. Or, I pretended not to.
The disheveled hair. The torn clothing. None of it mattered. Because I loved her.
But this time I had to know.
“I probably shouldn't ask,” I hazarded, not making eye contact. “But where did you find this one? The river?”
“I said no questions!” she growled. “Do you want her parts or not?”
You know that expression about sausage: you don't want to know what's inside. Sometimes, with regard to my writing, I don't want to know where it comes from.
As always, I'd love to hear your thoughts.
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