Pockets emptied, Tim purchased the red blend. He twisted off the cap and chugged while exiting the store. The familiar heartburn, boiled cherries and artificial oak, warmed him.
Invisible to others, a shoulder bumped him. The bottle fell, his outstretched hands useless. He watched his comfort stain the concrete sidewalk.
Melanie Maggard is a flash fiction and short story writer living in Seattle.
Powerful! And in just 50 words!
Thanks for the feedback! :-)
This is good writing in my opinion. Thought provoking and moving.
God job Big Sis!! I like and sadly see too many people who seek this “comfort”.
Well done, Melanie!
woah…
That moved me, and that is hard to do!