COFFEE, ONE SUGAR
He was huddled in the doorway with a
dog sharing his sleeping-bag, his hair spiked with frost. Alice put her latte
down beside his blue nose and hurried on, too embarrassed to linger.
The next day she put the coffee into
the man’s hands, and when his icy fingers touched hers Alice blurted out, “How do
you cope?”
He hugged his dog. “We keep each
other warm.”
“What else can I bring you?”
“A hat would be welcome.” He raised
the coffee and surprised her with a broad grin. “And less sugar – it’s bad for
the dog.”
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I tried to write a different story today but this one forced its way through! Last week I turned a fleece blanket from an aeroplane 'comfort kit' into several warm hats for a homeless charity - they were so easy to make, and I have more than enough blankets. Perhaps you could do the same in your neck of the woods this winter?
Thanks to Bjorn Rudberg - who else could it be? - for the photo prompt, and to https://rochellewisoff.com/ for hosting Friday Fictioneers.
Great excitement this morning! I received an email from Amazon telling me my first royalty payment will be sent soon! I must admit I wasn't expecting one yet - sales of my book A Volcanic Race have been disappointingly slow - and I won't be retiring on the proceeds or even covering expenses, but it's a first for me :)
On that positive note, I must thank every one of you for taking the time to read my stories and hope that you continue to do so in 2018. HAPPY CHRISTMAS!!!!
On that positive note, I must thank every one of you for taking the time to read my stories and hope that you continue to do so in 2018. HAPPY CHRISTMAS!!!!
