The Rock
Drabble from The Devil's Hymn
Timothy grasped onto the flashlight as I chiseled the stone. The light bounced around as his eyes searched the field.
“Hold it still, dammit!”
He gripped tighter on the flashlight as a piece of the rock broke off.
My eyes widened as the diamond glistened. “Oh, look at her. She’s a beaut.”
“How much do you think we’ll get for her?”
My eyes darkened as I turned to face him. “You mean, how much will I get?” I grasped onto my knife and sliced through his throat. His body fell to the ground as a grin spread across my face.
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