Broken

Broken

Broken

The darkest night of his life started at his fridge, one lonely beer waiting for him, one he should never have.
In that moment of choice, one last moment of clarity he thought to call his Sponsor, but he had no more words left.
Tears, dried up, heart-broken, the loss and despair where too great to handle. All he wanted to do was to stop the feelings, better yet, to never feel again. And in order to complete that mission, he knew alcohol was his best ally.

Copyright Claudia H. Blanton 2014

This post was inspired by the Daily Prompt, which asked us to write anything, as long as it contained the words: dark, fridge, and tears.

I chose to write a Five Sentence Flash Fiction, as this is the type of Flash Fiction, I am currently focused on.

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