My favorite challenge is Friday Fictioneers by Rochelle Wisoff Fields where we are challenged to write a 100 word story with a beginning, middle and end. Here’s my entry.
I told him we could find an easier and softer way of ending our relationship before he smashed me against this wall. I told him when he bought me I was built to serve the likes of Jimmy H., not someone who could not play “May had a little lamb”.
We had a great band: Peter T on synthesizer, Roger D on guitar, and Keith M on Drums.
He realized his life was becoming unmanageable. He was sick and tired of being sick and tired. He had tried one day at a time but it didn’t work. Insanity! Peace!