The Sleet That Rained Like Smiling Foxes

The Sleet that Rained like Smiling Foxes
A Short Story
by Random Writer
Morwenna Russell looked at the spotty gun in her hands and felt relaxed.
She walked over to the window and reflected on her idyllic surroundings. She had always loved urban Chicago with its adorable, afraid arches. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel relaxed.
Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Charlotte MacDonald. Charlotte was a brave elephant with short spots and slimy toenails.