Tag: drunk
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IN PRAEPARATIONE
‘Not going to help you much when the flood comes, Noah,’ they sneered at the conspicuous life raft parked in front of the church. Little did they know. Underneath the building, Pastor Michaels rewired the circuit breaker for the thousandth time. ‘I’ll be ready.’ He took another gulp of moonshine, swayed, tripped over his toolbox…
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WRECKED
‘The ship, Sir, she’s listing badly!’ ‘Thank you, Lieutenant!’ As if he needed to be told, as he tried to maintain his balance. Damn that reef, and that fool of a helmsman. ‘She’s still taking on water, Sir, they can’t stem the flow. Should we abandon ship, Sir?’ They both knew what it meant for…
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THE BRIDE’S PARENTS
Agnes was getting all the sympathy. Each friend that popped round to see her with flowers and fruit and chocolates gave Archie the same look – a shake of the head, a sigh and raised eyebrows. True, Agnes had her ankle strapped up and needed crutches to get around (although Archie was sure she was…
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THE PAINTED LADY
He was drunk. He had to admit it. Not slightly inebriated or a bit tipsy, but flat out drunk. There would be trouble when he got home. In his mind he rehearsed the route he would take from the front door to the bedroom – probably via the bathroom – and the movements he would…
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IDENTITY CRISIS
Arnaldo slugged the last of his beer and tossed the bottle. The tinkle of glass echoed in the night. ‘That’s me,’ he announced, even though there was no one there to listen to him. ‘Same time tomorrow.’ He stood up, swaying precariously on the edge of the wooden pier. He stared into the dark, black…