Challenge
Write a drabble (a story of exactly 100 words).
In Prose only, 100 words exactly, tell me a story. Fiction or fact, fantastical or realistic, just make it lean, mean, and punchy. No theme assigned this time, let's see what you can do without guidance. I'll choose the winner in June.
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County Counting
I'm not a murderer, I swear.
When I went to the counting office that morning and they said that the list for the county was oversubscribed I knew what I'd have to do. There wasn't enough space for new children, they said.
He was old and frail. She was depressed and had dementia. They didn't have much of their lives left, anyway. You can hardly call it murder.
And now look at him. My new baby boy. All it took were a few visits to the old people's home, each day.
And now I could die - I'm so happy!