Cathy slammed the front door shut and marched to the kitchen.
‘Are you okay?’ Phil asked from the sofa.
‘No! We played that idiotic game again.’
‘It’s meant to be a book club.’
‘We all agreed that bloody stupid book didn’t deserve any more time.’
She appeared in the doorway, a large glass of wine in hand.
‘Apparently, when you’re asked to tell the truth, saying your biggest regret was having kids is not a good answer.’
‘That’s your biggest regret?’
‘Don’t start, Phil.’
‘But …’
‘I love them, okay! But they’re bloody hard work and cause nothing but grief.’
A drabble is a story of exactly 100 words.
1 comment:
Ah, you never know what Truth or Dare will reveal... I like this one, Rob, and I don't think Cathy's the only one who feels that way about kids.
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