Happily Ever After

This is the shortest story I ever wrote.

Happily Ever After

By Nancy Jane Moore


He rode a chopped Harley and ignored the helmet laws. She had roses with thorns tattooed up her left arm. They married when he got her pregnant.

He supervises the breakfast shift at McDonalds. She runs a cash register at Wal-Mart. They drive a green Quest minivan.

He put a decal on the back window: a brat taking a piss. She hates it. They argue about it instead of having sex.

Copyright © 2009 by Nancy Jane Moore

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