To Tradition

I am shivering and shaking, but I am not cold, and I won’t turn around until I numb my mind and body both. Two weeks since my last drink and I agreed to come for dinner? Why. I can’t remember the last time I wanted to remember a family event. But something about “The Holidays” and “restarting old traditions” convinced me to go back to the house that I grew up in. But what are we restarting? What had we begun. 

I stop. I think: I may never cool off and return. I sit down and say cheers: To Tradition.

 

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13 thoughts on “To Tradition

  1. Dear db,

    Amid this person’s misgivings and fears, you’ve told us another story. I can see a dysfunctional family and years of addiction. Very well done. Welcome to Friday Fictioneers, I look forward to more from you.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

    PS For continuity and tying the group together I do ask that each participant copy and paste the photo prompt into his or her blog. Some are thrown by the copyright notice. But use of it for Friday Fictioneers is granted permission.

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