{"sf1_id":1158930,"sf2_id":"zeRZwGAe","title":"Pretty Stories for Ugly Children #3","author":"Glycanthrope","words":344,"posted_at":"2017-03-16T22:42:00.000Z","tags":["Clean","Dark","Poem","scorpion"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1158930-pretty-stories-for-ugly-children-3","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/zeRZwGAe","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/a2/0b/a20b40ac-2fb6-48f4-b7f5-13f11074281b","description":"#2 of Pretty Stories for Ugly Children\n\nA short and dark look into a relationship gone wrong.\nDead wrong.","content":"HE HATES HIS WIFE\n\nSHE GOES SHOPPING FOR CLOTHES\n\nTOO YOUNG FOR HER AGE\n\nRIDICULOUS\n\nSHE'S PAST 50 AND PALE\n\nORANGE-PEEL SKIN WITH FAT ROLLS AROUND HER BELLY\n\nHE WATCHES YOUTHS GO BY\n\nSHE SQUEEZES HER WINE GLASS INTO THE SAND\n\nI'LL BE BACK IN A MOMENT\n\nGETS UP AND WALKS TOWARDS THE SERVICE BUILDING\n\nCAUGHT SIGHT OF SOMETHING INTERESTING\n\nLIKE A NEW HAT\n\nHE WATCHES THE WINE GLASS IN THE SHADE\n\nRIGHT UNDERNEATH THEIR PICNIC HAMPER\n\nCOVERED WITH A CHEQUERED TOWEL.\n\nA SMALL SCORPION CLAMBERS SIDELONG UP THE TOWEL,\n\nPAUSES AT THE EDGE OF THE GLASS\n\nFALLS\n\nAND SINKS\n\nSLOWLY TO THE BOTTOM WAVING ITS LEGS\n\nAFTER A STRUGGLE IT LIES\n\nDEAD\n\nAND COLOURLESS STUFF OOZES INTO THE WINE.\n\nHE WATCHES WITH MALICIOUS PLEASURE,\n\nSHE'LL NEVER NOTICE\n\nONLY INTERESTED IN CLOTHES\n\nBAGS\n\nAND HATS\n\nHE IN\n\nLEGS\n\nBREASTS\n\nAND YOUTH\n\nSHE'LL JUST SWILL HER WINE\n\nAND SCORPION STUFF\n\nSERVES HER RIGHT.\n\nSHE DRINKS WITHOUT NOTICING\n\nTAKES A GREEDY DRAUGHT\n\nHE WATCHES WITH GLEE\n\nSHOULD I TELL HER NOW?\n\nSHE HAS ANOTHER SWALLOW\n\nBEGINS TO FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE\n\nAN UNAPPETIZING SIGHT\n\nIN THE CAR\n\nSHE BEGINS TO SWEAT\n\nANYTHING THE MATTER, DEAR?\n\nFEELING FUNNY.\n\nSHE LEANS OUT OF THE CAR\n\nAND RETCHES VIOLENTLY\n\nPALE\n\nCAN'T BREATHE.\n\nTHIS LOOKS SERIOUS\n\nHE ALMOST PANICS,\n\nALMOST\n\nBUT HE'S FREE\n\nHE LAUGHS\n\nHIS HEART STRUGGLES\n\nTOO MUCH EXCITEMENT\n\nHE SWEATS\n\nPAIN\n\nGOD, THE IRONY OF A\n\nHEART ATTACK\n\nHE STARTS THE CAR AND SPEEDS\n\nTO A PHONE BOOTH\n\nHE CALLS THE HOSPITAL\n\nFAST NOW\n\nTHE DOCTOR ESTABLISHES\n\nPOISONING\n\nAND ADDS A LATIN NAME\n\nFOR THE SCORPION\n\nAND YOU TASTED A BIT OF\n\nDEATH YOURSELF\n\nAND NEARLY FOLLOWED YOUR WIFE INTO THE HEREAFTER.\n\nBUT YOU SAVED HER LIFE\n\nBY RUSHING HERE\n\n-\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; -\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; AND YOUR OWN\n\nTHE DOCTOR DICTATES\n\nTO THE NURSE\n\nFOR THE JOURNAL\n\nHESITATES A MOMENT.\n\nIT'S TOUCHING TO SEE\n\nHUSBAND AND WIFE WHO WILL STAY TOGETHER\n\nAND GO TOGETHER ALL THE WAY.\n\nWHEN DID WE STOP CARING ?\n\nTHEY WALK BACK TO THE CAR\n\nSHE STARES AT A DRESS IN A SHOP WINDOW\n\nHE HATES HIS WIFE.\n\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Pretty Stories for Ugly Children","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1097911-sean-of-the-lake.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1297591-a-deadly-lullaby-for-mother.json"}}