Elegant description of both the temptation of the revenge fantasy and its nasty habit of hanging on longer than is really healthy or useful.

Revenge is a dish best served cold — or, in the event that revenge isn’t possible, looked at through the glass case in the baker’s window. :)

Sorry for leaving a bunch of comments on your activity list, but it’s hard not to comment on these. You have this entrancing style that pulls me into your stories. For every average line there’s a great one at the end of the paragraph. Specifically, the last paragraph in this one keeps the story going beyond what might be a single theme-based (“revenge”) ficlet.

Another good story, and a good sense of a vengeful hate.
One line that I stumbled on was rube-goldberg-style deaths. I like the idea of it, but the sentence doesn’t seem to flow.
One line that I love was the last, I’m not ready to let go.