Poisoned Lunch [Fiction]

Minna put the soup on the middle, taking some and started eating.

Greg followed suit, tasting it. It tasted weird. He ate another spoon.

Tingling in the neck. Problems breathing. Losing vision, he looked up. Minna was smiling.


His voice was raw, nearly unhearable. She walked to him and pet his hair.

"You should have not left my sister alone on that Mars expedition."

Greg lost his battle to his allergy in the hospital.