Out of Why

It was Day 172 of sheltering in place and Karen was going to kill her family. Between her husband’s neediness, her daughter sleeping until noon, and her son sucking up the bandwidth playing Fortnite, she was at the end of her rope. That night she heard a voice whispering. “Out of why…out of why…” She didn’t understand what it meant but she had a terrible sense of foreboding.

The next day her family drove her nearly to the edge and as she frantically opened the fridge, she understood the omen. “Out of wine.”