L Shaped House

Daniel Dickson
Nov 5 · 13 min read

In the kitchen above the stove and behind the oven cleaner is an old bottle of whiskey. Hidden up there the day they moved in. It was a gift from his father, and he didn’t know if she’d thrown it away or even knew it was there.

Trying to help the one you love most can often be the most difficult thing to do. Screaming at each other for the third time today. Hank and Dorothy still at each other’s throats.

Pacing through the kitchen, Hank was so angry his face starting to swell. “I told you, I didn’t want to go to the damn party!” He wanted the whiskey bad but didn’t want her to…

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Daniel Dickson

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Hello just trying to write something interesting. If it’s boring whilst I’m writing it I remove it. I know it’s super smart so you’re welcome.

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