Love Sick

Humphrey Willis had felt strange of late. He was certain he was unwell.

He felt a lot lighter, both of body and of mind. Plus, he had developed the rather peculiar habit of smiling, singing, skipping and dancing for no reason whatsoever.

Ripping open his hospital test results, Humphrey read the results.

Lovesick. Caution: May cause terminal happiness.

This story originally appeared in Toasted Fiction: A Collection of Very Short Stories (That Nobody Asked For) available here

An expanded version of the story also appears as the central story in The Shadow People Won’t Take Us Alive & Other Lost Souls available here.