In the pursuit of morbid pleasure, Barbara takes things a little too far.
It was perhaps the death of a national figure that caused her obsession. A nation in mourning had entwined itself into her psyche, rather like that of a fixation on a particular television series, or a person. Unknown to her, or rather not acknowledged, like a repressed memory, was the fact that deep down, somewhere in her mind, there was a kind of pleasure in mourning. Collectively...Read On
Added: 15 Mar 2015 | Category: Crime |
Avg Score: 4.7 |
Words: 1,193 |
Tags: short story fiction
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