She opened the door to be greeted with cobwebs, dirt and stale air. She was visiting the house after 10 long years. Nothing seemed to have changed.
She found a mountain of cigarette stubs and a half-finished bottle of whiskey in the living room. That’s where her mother’s body was found. She had committed suicide, they said.
She opened the bottle and sniffed. It smelled nice. Her father forbade her to drink.
“Drinking is evil. It turned your mother into a devil.”
Curious she put the bottle to her mouth.
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Written for: Friday Fictioneers