She was stressed and tried hard to stay calm. Debt was mounting.
“Mom when can we have food”
“Wait for your dad son, we’ll eat together”
And then the bell rang.
“I lost today. I’m sure I will win tomorrow”
Then she mixed the poison in food to eat.
P.S: It’s my first attempt at 55 words or less-fiction. I got to know about this concept first from ki’s blog.