I took a cigarette out of the box and placed it between my lips and lit it. I pulled in hard and watched the length of the bud decrease. I slowly let the smoke slip through the crack between my lips. It's funny don't you think...I'm giving money to a company that aids in the increase of cancer worldwide. I sickened myself. I took one last pull and flicked the bud out the window. I tilted my head back a bit and allowed the smoke to exit through my nostrils. Riley treasured our friendship more than I thought. Her valuables were things that some people would think to be minor but they meant so much to her. I sighed and picked up the car keys off the dashboard and started the car. I allowed the engine to run for a while then I headed home.
I pulled into my driveway and fumbled for my house key in my bag. I opened the door and took my shoes off and called out for my husband but I got no response. I dragged my feet up the stairs to my bedroom and dropped the box and my bag on the ground and sprawled off on my bed and fell asleep. I didn't know for how long I slept but when I woke up I felt better. I really needed it. I hadn't slept like that since Riley's death. My hair was a mess and I was still wearing the clothes I came home in/ I forgot I didn't change them. I heard noises coming from downstairs so I went to see what it was about. When I entered the kitchen I saw my husband busy flipping pancakes and little Riley sitting in her chair at the breakfast table coloring in a book that I bought her a few weeks prior to keep her busy cause she loved colors and coloring was her favorite thing to do. I smiled. He turned around and saw me and greeted me with a hug and a kiss and told me what he and little Riley did when I was gone and he also told me that I was out cold when they returned and he didn't want to wake me so he spent the night on the couch. I loved him for being so caring and understanding but at the same time I hated the fact that I made him have to sleep outside in the couch all by himself but he didn't mind. Riley was right, I am lucky to have him. I gave him a big hug and helped him to finish breakfast.
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Escape
Short StoryWe've all dreamed of having at least one true friend in our lifetime. Some of us long to have that one person to share all our secrets with instead of having them bottled up inside of us. Well Liv Rivers found that person. At first, things weren't g...