Mikey smiled, hearing the jingling tags on his dog's collar as the happy mutt waddled down the steps. Mikey felt a certain kinship with Repugnant, a rescue dog who looked like a cross between a pug and a cinder block. He hadn't been a handsome kid, and now resembled his dog.
Mikey rarely allowed himself to think about his looks. Too many bad memories. His father had been a vain and bitter man who never tired of ridiculing his son's appearance.
Mikey had discovered he loved booze during his freshman year in high school. By the end of his senior year alcohol was his sanctuary, an escape from his father's relentless tormenting.
Today I will be careful with my words, not wanting to give someone another reason to drink.
Mikey, Repulsive, and Repugnant (c) 2016 by Ken Montrose
Mikey, Repulsive, and Repugnant is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between the characters and anyone you might know is purely coincidental.
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