A Broken Promise
Temperate
For me it was my son’s birthday. We had agreed mackerel line fishing off the north Cornwall coast. Instead, I went off binge drinking and woke up in a field. Back home seeing his silent face made me take the pledge and I have been temperate for 10 years now.
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This blog was inspired by First 50 words where you freewrite from a single word prompt. I use random words or images to create flash fiction in formats ranging from twitter postcards to short short stories.