A day at the park

An open Opinel billhook.

An open Opinel billhook. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

A zephyr ruffled his hair as he plonked the somnolent woman on a wooden picnic table.  He took the billhook from his bag and paused in the warm sunshine, looking out across the immaculately kept lawns and sculpted bushes of the park, ruminated upon how beautiful they were.

No wonder she had chosen this place to lie down in, he thought.

He glanced down at the woman, pupils narrowing as his brow furrowed.  Maybe she’d been pretty, once; quite young too, twenties maybe?  Could’ve been some pawky college kid perhaps.  Now she was a junkie dressed in little more than rags, long hair knotted and matted with the same filth, snot and dried vomit that covered her body.

He sighed, brushed a lock of hair away from her eyes.

With a swift movement he drew the billhook across her neck, didn’t blench as blood sparged onto his face and overalls.

***

Inspired by this week’s Monday Mixer, using eight of the words listed within the 150 word count requirement: –

Things: 1) zephyr 2) plonk 3) billhook

Verbs: 1) ruminate 2) sparge 3) blench

Adjectives: 1) pawky 2) somnolent 3) insular

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About TheImaginator

35 year old sciolist living in Tokyo. I like swing dancing, Twitter word games, writing, using Stumbleupon.com, reading, and watching movies. I write stuff on my blog occasionally.
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10 Responses to A day at the park

  1. If he wasn’t in the park…he could have been doing an autopsy!

  2. Not sure the image is a real billhook BTW, but wonderfully visceral.

  3. I really liked this one and the end was perfect.

  4. Oh wow! Loved, loved, loved the ending. Your description throughout appears quite gentle despite the situation until the ending. x

  5. pratibha says:

    Ouch!
    Like Lizzie said, the contrast made it great!

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