photo courtesy of Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
POKE THE FROG TO JOIN
THE LAST WORD
“Jeff, did you get my cigarettes ? No ? It’s not enough I have a job, pay our rent, be here while you straighten your life out.”
“Meant to Trish, not feeling so good, too many the beers last night.”
”Grinds me down” he thought “can’t stand her chainsaw voice, who is she to lecture me. Just need a little help to get back on my feet. Tomorrow I will look for work, stop drinking.”
“OK Trish, I’m going for your cigarettes “.
I’ll stay out, sleep rough, see how you like that Trish.