By Angie
It was a decision he never thought he’d have to make. Stuck here for over 12 years, he’d lost all rights and also the ability to make decisions.
At first he’d longed for home comforts: a cosy roast lovingly cooked by Mum, Gran’s home-baked apple crumble with lashings of hot custard, or just a chilled beer with his mates. He realised long ago that it was better to forget than to desire what he could never have.
But not today.
When the guard returned, he confidently made his choice.
“Fish fingers, mashed potato, and peas with ketchup.” His son’s favourite dinner.
As usual Angie, brilliant!
Thanks for reading Josey.
So good Angie xx
Enjoyable short.
Love it – surprise ending
Cleverly crafted. Well done.
Oh, my heart. Lovely.
If I understand this correctly, he is going to be hanged. What a poor silver lining a last supper is. Are you trying to incinerate my heart?!