Lost Things…

Fearful losses

The Gay Stepdad

Jeff sat in the waiting room wondering  what next? His face haggard and tired as he waited for news. He reflected on youth, of happy times when everything looked different…Then the nurse delivered the message he’d feared.

” If you’ve lost your loyalty card, you’ll have to pay for your Botox today”.

Written in response to  Sacha Black’s Writespiration #99 52 Weeks in 52 Words


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