Your Lost Sock (Drabble)

100 Word Short Stories

It happened so fast, what more can I say? Sometimes you have to get a little lost.

See, my twin made it through just fine. He passed the hamper, swirled about in the washer, danced joyously in the dryer, and then landed softly in the clean clothes basket.

Only now the basket is empty- all the garments sorted and put away. Well, almost. Except for my mate laying there alone.

Sorry my friends, but I could not live that life anymore. I needed a vacation, time to drift away.

Wait and see however, I may reemerge.

Sincerely,

Your Lost Sock

Mechanic’s Shop Coffee (Drabble)

Tyler Rainsworth savored the bitter flavor of mechanic’s shop coffee on his tongue. To him, it tasted like it was brewed in heaven. The taste of newness. Of second chances.

He was still adapting to the feeling of the button-up shirt and khaki pants he had just purchased yesterday. A far cry from his old, destitute wardrobe of rags and former vagrant life, existing merely for his next quick fix.  

But today, Mr. Miller believed in him. Enough to offer him the office job at his garage.

Straightening his shoulders, he inhaled deeply and stood tall.

I can do this.