Friday Fictioneers: New Lease on Life

Adjusting my wig and sunglasses, I head for my shift at the coffeeshop.

I can’t believe it’s New Year’s Eve again. Last New Year’s Eve, I was running for my life, every pin-drop sounded like an explosion and every tap on the shoulder would make me scream and run.

It’s been almost eleven months since I got a new identity and a new lease on life. Of course, I still get jumpy once in a while, these things don’t disappear overnight. For now, at least, I am happy of finally living my life, one cup of coffee at a time.

(100 words)

For Friday Fictioneers

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