Poisons

Here is a piece of "flash fiction."

Poisons

“Honey,” she sang from the kitchen, “Don’t forget to take your iodine tablet and your warfarin. I packed your nitroglycerine pills in your briefcase. You left them on the dresser again.”

So much poison for one man to be taking, I thought, as she ate the ground-up glass that I had been putting in her oatmeal each morning.