They Call It Puppy Love

The sex was great, but he was so territorial. Peeing on my furniture was the last straw. A gun was easy to get; silver bullets, harder, but now I can buy a new couch and move on.

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For Chuck Wendig’s Flash Fiction Challenge, “A Story in Three Sentences.”

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One Response to “They Call It Puppy Love”

  1. I’d totally kick out a guy for peeing on the couch, no matter how hirsute.

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