by Joel R. Hunt
On the fifth day of Christmas my true love gave to me five golden rings.
I don’t think she meant to.
I’d found a similar package under our bed the other night, and it had a new watch inside. I’m certain that was the gift she’d intended for me.
This other box contained five wedding rings which were identical to my own, even having the same engraved message:
Till death do us part, my dearest…
It might have been a sweet gesture, except that each engraving ended in a different name.
And the rings were still on their original fingers.
Joel R. Hunt
Joel R Hunt is a writer from the UK who dabbles in the darker aspects of life, particularly through horror, science fiction and the supernatural.
He has been published in a number of short story anthologies and hopes to have released his own anthology later this year.