It was 11.30 p.m. As she sat down with a sigh. Her mother- in-law came in and yelled. ‘And why is the light still on, who will pay for the electricity, your father?’. Nayana’s eyes welled with tears. Ten years and still no respect. She had to work the entire day. A donkey might have a better life. Her husband was his mother’s puppet. She had to escape somehow but where could she go?
As she switched off the light she noticed a loose wire.
She had the last laugh.
The problem was annihilated …after all she was the electricians daughter.
No, I am not being vicious…just trying to write different.
Written for 100 words on Saturday at Writetribe
The prompt this time – She had the last laugh