[SubmissiveGuyComics also did a post on ‘home’ for our NaBloWriMo project]
“When are you coming home?” she asked.
The question that used to be a sweetness between them hung in the air for a second before it dissipated into the empty room. She followed it with an ugly laugh that was much too loud.
She took another drink.
I actually love that I feel like I have to put a disclaimer here so you lovely readers don’t think I’m despondent and then send me sympathy and love notes.
It’s a fiction piece: Today’s NaNo topic was ‘home’ and this is what I came up with.
I’m not drinking and being melancholy: I’m sober and making a fish burger… *smile*.
I am soo glad that you did put the disclaimer here, smile.
Good writing, it certainly evoked a nice melancholy, sad emotion in me.
*smile* I’m glad too. I have to save my reader’s sympathy and love notes for when I really need it.
And thank you!.
Possibly wiser than drinking and making a burg fisher
I DON’T KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS!! *laugh*
Are you drunk?
It’s a fish burger you make when drunk sheesh *face palm*
I KNEW you were drunk!