That infernal ball was dropping in Times Square. He had nearly polished off a bottle of Dom. He hated champagne. Not as much as he despised New Year’s Eve. It had been an eternity since he had kissed anyone, midnight, or any other time. Counting down now. He kissed the business end of his Glock.
Friday, January 2, 2009
Friday Flash 55 - Happy New Year? - 1/2/09
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Didn't anyone tell him to just get a dog? I mean seriously...
There's never been woman nor man worth eating a bullet for.
It is too bad the holidays make some people feel so sad. A holiday is just the same as the day before and the day after. I wish we didn't make so much of them.
This was an unusual post for you.....very dark.
Mojo:
I am glad for you that you have never been that lonely. There are many who have. The joy of the holidays magnify the lack of joy for some.
Happy New Year to you too MBW!!!
I know you wrote this before the current state of grief in Bloggville...
Still in all, an EXCELLENT 55!!!!
Thanks for participating and sharing with us all...
Have a Great Week End.....G
I wasn't expecting that ending. Good post. Sad, too.
Great 55ve. Loneliness does get ya at times...
you do so know how i love a piece of flash with an evil twist!!!!!!
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