Friday, 12 April 2013

Last Walks (in 100 words) : Feeling Like A Million



Feeling Like A Million
If he got to the end of the street without seeing another person then he’d tell her, for sure. I mean, she deserved to know that he’d won 100 million on the lottery. Hadn’t she brought up his kids? Their kids. Hadn’t she stuck by him when things were tough? But then he’d forgiven her when she’d run away to Myrtle Beach with that pastor. And this morning, hadn’t she called him a worthless individual? Still, she'd improved, she didn’t hit him much anymore. He was just at the end of the street when he met Mrs Tully. Shame. :-)




bobby stevenson 2013

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