Thank you to Sonya at Three Line Tales for providing this prompt.
Undoing
How easy to blame it on a three-year-old, running amuck, tossing ingredients from the medicine cabinet and the refrigerator.
Harder still to know it was your husband, desperate for something that contained alcohol, anything at all.
And that three bottles of mostly drained NyQuil, distributed through medicine cabinets in the house, and a bottle of 20-year-old Scotch, a gift from your publisher, you’d hidden in a package of Kotex, along with an untouched bottle of Percocet would be the undoing of a marriage, til death do us part, amen.
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Sascha Darlington
Categories: 3 Line Tales, Flash Fiction
Not the most uplifting, but like the bottle of Scotch in the Kotex. Good one.
Thanks, Maggie. I did warn you in a message from your previous comment. I will try to be a bit more uplifting. I mostly promise. 😉
That’s a dark but interesting take!
Thank you, Sonali! 🙂
It is a truth for many, unfortunately. So although dark, it speaks volumes.
I read about a country singer years ago who drank anything in his house that had alcohol in it. Terrifying reality. He died subsequently, but how sad and scary.
Thanks, Phyllis.
Somehow I got behind and missed many posts. I’ll just rectify that right now!
I feel like I’m continuously behind…probably because I am 🙂
lol, well it seems with yours and many others, I truly am. I was surprised at two weeks worth behind when I check daily.
It seems like it doesn’t take long for me to get behind in responding to comments or making comments or reading….argh
🙂