At 4:30 AM, like so many nights before, she was "out" with girlfriends. In the past if she did come home, she smelled of Marlboro Reds, booze, and Brut. Startled by a noise in the garage, he checked. There she was, passed out....Car running.
Smiling, he closed the garage door, and went to bed!
If you or anyone you know has written a Friday Flash 55, please come tell the G-Man.
I will visit, read, enjoy, comment, then Book! So from the most gracious host from coast to coast, have a Wonderful Week-End.