December 2021

Flash Fiction #84 – Drink

Hopper’s hand shook as he lifted the shot glass. Three months sober, the longest he’d gone. ​ Drink, the spirits inside him whispered. ​​ He closed his eyes and inhaled. The sweet fumes excited the spirits. ​ Drink! ​​ He brought it to his lips. ​​ The spirits waited expectantly— alcohol was their gateway. Nothing felt so good to

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