Friday Fictioneers: Miraculous Save

Carrying a sack of groceries, he hurried across the street as he spotted Monica, his neighbor, sitting on the ledge of her bedroom window. “Monica!” He shouted.

“Oh, hey Brock.” She slurred. Has she been drinking again? He wondered. “What cha got there?”

He held up the sack, “Groceries. What are you doing there? You do know what you’re doing is dangerous, right?”

She laughed like a child. She’s on something. Doesn’t she know alcohol and drugs don’t mix?

Before another thought could enter his mind, Monica muttered, “I’m sleepy,” before going into free-fall straight into his arms.

(100 words)

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