Pest Control

Pest Control

A Story by Cynthia Wolff

Max couldn't take it anymore. They were scurrying everywhere, eating his food and  destroying his stuff. He angrily picked up the phone and dialed pest control. A few hours later there was a knock at the door and Max was met with a rotund fellow sporting a stern look. "Thank God you're here!" "Don't worry sir, I'll have the humans dead in no time or my name isn't Joe D. Cockroach." 

© 2023 Cynthia Wolff


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Added on September 20, 2023
Last Updated on September 20, 2023
Tags: micro fiction, strange

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