Attempted murder

Ashu looked at the man facing him. He had liked him before, but despised him now. It had to be done; the fellow’s faults were incorrigible. He raised his gun and fired a shot. Some splinters flew and he fainted, his hand still clutching the gun.

The next week Ashu’s family visited him at the mental asylum. Back home, the broken mirror was getting a new pane.

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