Friendly Fire
By Kirsty Nottage
On a hard stool outside the head honcho’s office, I waited.
It wasn’t my fault, but who’d believe me?
I’d been thrilled to become a cupid, one of thousands serving beneath the boss, spreading love worldwide.
Yes, I shouldn’t have armed an arrow without a target. Yes, I shouldn’t have been distracted by a helicopter, or fired upward.
But I never imagined this.
The assistant waved me in.
I should have been excited to meet Cupid himself. I wasn’t.
“1573,” he beamed, walking towards me, arms outstretched. “I never thought I’d find love myself.”
He blew a kiss.
I winced.
Kirsty Nottage is a UK-based writer specialising in short fiction with sharp edges. Her work has appeared in Fairfield Scribes, Nunum, and Globe Soup, and she’s an Elegant Literature winner. She can usually be found writing, overthinking commas, or contemplating human nature. More at www.kirstynottage.com.
That was delightful!