microfiction, Instant Karma

“I hate people like that.” He clenched his jaw. “Getting angry for no reason. Can’t they see how miserable they look?”

She said nothing but gripped his arm a little tighter.

“And the woman was no better. She had a look about her. She’s a snob. I’d know her sort anywhere.”

“Yes, dear.”

“And he was stuck up. Self-important. Arrogant. How does he get to be on the committee? Who would put their trust in that man? I can see through him easily enough. I don’t understand why anyone puts up with it.”

“No, dear, I don’t either.” She sighed, softly, but he didn’t notice.

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