Silver Chip

This post is written for Friday Fictioneers.

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PHOTO PROMPT- © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

The fog was lifting as she looked out her kitchen window.

Thirty days ago she woke up from her own little fog of a nightmare. When THAT fog lifted she did not know where she was or who  was the person beside her in bed. She noticed her special red dress beside the nightstand.

Quickly dressing, and without disturbing her bed mate, she left the room.

She walked two blocks before she could hail a cab.

She made a pledge  that this was the last time this would happen.

Tonight, at the meeting, she would pick up her silver chip.

 

 

 

24 thoughts on “Silver Chip

  1. patriciaruthsusan December 22, 2015 / 10:30 am

    If it’s been a month, she has a great chance of succeeding. Well done, Danny. 🙂 — Suzanne

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  2. angietrafford December 18, 2015 / 7:59 am

    Am glad that she has sorted herself out so that that sort of thing never happens again 🙂

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  3. draliman December 17, 2015 / 10:59 am

    I’m glad she’s found the strength to find help. I hope she manages to stay sober, not an easy thing.

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    • Danny James December 17, 2015 / 2:38 pm

      Thanks! It will be hard for her but I think she will make it.

      DJ

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  4. Dale December 17, 2015 / 8:13 am

    Bravo for her. One day at a time is the only way. I know. I lived with one.

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  5. ceayr December 17, 2015 / 5:16 am

    Neat tale of inner struggle being won, step by step.

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    • Danny James December 17, 2015 / 6:02 am

      One day at a time. Thanks for commenting.

      DJ

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  6. Sandra December 17, 2015 / 2:33 am

    Let’s hope that will be the first of many. Good one.

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