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Is everything packed?

Yeah, pretty sure it is.

Want me to double-check?

I already checked every room twice, but if you want to be completely sure…

No, I trust you.

Shall we load then?

Is the battery charged?

I don’t know.

So you didn’t charge it?

Honey, if you don’t tell me to, I don’t.

You drove the car last, you should have known.

I hadn’t given it any thought. Sorry.

Do we have enough to get home?

No, I’m afraid not.

And what now?

We could stay an extra night, of course.

Shall we do that then?

Good idea.

From Guest Contributor Hervé Suys

Hervé (°1968 – Ronse, Belgium) started writing short stories whilst recovering from a sports injury and he hasn’t stopped since. Generally he writes them hatless and barefooted.

The Alarm

James and April had just moved to their new apartment. The walls were freshly painted and the appliances were new.

“You really should test the smoke detector,” April said. The light was out.

“I don’t think that’s such a good idea,” James replied.

“Are you sure?”

“Honey, it’s almost twelve o’clock.”

“It’s not going to make much noise.”

We just moved in. We can’t wake anyone,” James said.

“Fine, fine. you can do whatever you want,” April replied.

“I honestly just don’t want to wake anyone up.”

Later that night, the complex was engulfed by flames. James and April escaped.

From Guest Contributor Steve Colori