Best Friend

friendship

“This way … mind your step.”

I trod carefully, the thrill of being led blindfold to a birthday surprise almost overwhelming in it’s intensity.

“Here we go”, spoke the gentle voice of my lifelong friend Jose, soon to be best man at my wedding; I was surprised that he had accepted so graciously since I knew he secretly loved Michaela, but he had, and now this!

“Ready?” he shouted.

I nodded, jumping a little at the sound of his cry.

“Aim!”

Friendship

bald_man
I stuck the knife deep into his gut and turned it viciously, almost enjoying the gushing flow of blood. My lifelong friend lay before me, his face crumpled quizzically with the pain that slowly overwhelmed him. Regrets, me? No. How could I possibly tolerate a man with more hair than me?