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via Daily Prompt: Plop

There was a wood and iron bench that sat overlooking the small pond.  She went there when she needed to be alone, when she needed to think.  Today was one of those days. As she sat on her bench, staring at her pond, she could feel her anger rising.  This wasn’t supposed to happen.  This place always calmed her, it always gave her a sense of peace and serenity about everything.  All her troubles were settled from this spot. But not today. Today, she didn’t feel the peace of the still water.  She didn’t feel the calming summer breeze. Today, she couldn’t get the image of the two of them together out of her mind. Today, all she saw was red.  The sky opened up and it began to pour.  She could hear every raindrop hit the water.  The thunderous plop , plop, plop was maddening.  An idea was born, an idea for vengeance.  Finally, she felt the peace she so desperately sought.

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