The ice
clinks. Jocelyne Farrow-Montague swallows her gin and looks at us frostily. My
mother-in-law will announce her death and our freedom. Finally! We have prepared
looks of shock and sadness.
“Another,
Richard,” she orders. Oh, she plays the dying old lady well. Richard runs off;
I smile sympathetically.
“So,
your test Mother?”
“I have
the results.” She takes a sip, eyes closed.
But
wait. The lines around her mouth are twitching. Her colour has returned! How
could we not notice? There’s always a sting in the tail with this woman, she
was supposed to –
“I’m in
remission, Darlings.”
We sit,
shocked and despondent, trying to smile.
100 words + prompt
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