Cold Storage


When Marcus had followed his uncle into the business of butchery, taking a small job in the shop, he thought he was prepared for the reality of the job: the blood, the smell, the mess.

The day Mackie had walked into the shop, he’d known he was wrong.

“We have another one for you to hide,” the scar-faced man had told his uncle, “if you got room in the freezer.”

This is for Three Line Tales. Thanks to Sonya for running the challenge and Cathal Mac an Bheatha for providing the prompt photo!

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