“Please, Mom? I’ll do anything,” Josh pleaded.

“No.” She didn’t even flinch. “Don’t ask again. I won’t repeat myself.”

“But Mom…” He’d never wanted anything so bad in his life.

“Okay, that’s it. Just remember: you brought this on yourself.” She pulled the duct tape out of her purse.

“No, wait. I’m sorry.”

“Too late.”


Daily Prompt: Harsh

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