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To Be Clear, It’s Confusing
(a fiction story based on the five-minute freewriting word prompt, CLEAR)
To be clear, I never meant for anyone to die.
But maybe, before I get to that, we should back up a little, you know, start at the beginning. The beginning of what, exactly, I’m not sure, because there are a lot of beginnings to this story.
The beginning of when things started to go awry. The beginning of the dinner that led to the beginning of the conversation, that led to the beginning of when I started to scream, that led to the beginning of Kurt’s demise.
Again, let me be clear, it wasn’t supposed to go down this way. You have my word on that. And my word, well, take it for what it’s worth right now, but I’ve never gone back on my word.
Until that moment in the restaurant with Kurt.
But, again, I should start at the beginning. Maybe, I can start at the most recent beginning, the dinner, because I think you’ll get the picture of how things went awry if I tell you about dinner and the conversation that inspired.
If he just hadn’t asked me that question. He knew better than to ask me that question. We’d…
