Click, Click, Click

Evan sat at their dining room table, watching his wife click her tongue, on and on. Evan loved his wife dearly, but he couldn't stand the sound. The clicking couldn't go on another day, it had to stop. As he picked up his steak knife, he threw it acress the table, towards her throat. The clicking stopped, the silence haunted him, and as he sat there he began to click his tongue.

-written by Anna and Meg