Leila knew he would be waiting. Her body quivered recalling how his hands made her flesh sing. Those hot steamy nights in Cuba, making wild passionate love; tattooed on her heart along with his name, Dante. Then he left her, broken. Stepping off the train, she pulled out the gun.

©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg

Kat is the Host of Twittering Tales and the challenge is to tell a story in 280 characters or less. This is my first time to try this!

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