Wednesday's Words on a Friday
The original Words for Wednesday was begun by Delores and eventually taken over by a moveable feast of participants when Delores had computer troubles. Sadly, Delores has now closed her blog forever due to other problems.
The aim of the words is to encourage us to write. A story, a poem, whatever comes to mind.
If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please let us know so we can come along to read it and add a few encouraging words.
This month the words/prompts are supplied by Wise Web Woman and can be found here
This week's words/prompts are:
and a picture of people in a pub or cafe
Here is my story:
Like lambs to the slaughter, we eagerly followed our elders into the wickedness of adulthood, each jockeying to be first. The first to grow a moustache, the first to taste whiskey, the first to smoke cigarettes.
Eventually, bright red cheeks and noses replaced the near colourless faces of our youth, innocence was eliminated. The thermometer on the wall was ignored. Weather too hot to bear? Drink more whiskey and forget about it. Too cold outside? Have a whiskey, it will warm you.
Too late, we came to realise our foolishness. The nicotine and alcohol had tight holds on us, we lost jobs, marriages, homes and now huddled together over trash can fires in alleyways, sharing any bottle and tobacco that came our way.