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FICTION | FLASH FICTION | HUNDO | DRABBLE | 100 STORY CHALLENGE

The Juice Cleanse

Julia was mourning her daily blueberry muffin…

This drabble (100-word story) is a response to Crush Hundo Edition’s word prompt. Today’s word is MOURNING.

Julia had been on a juicing cleanse for five days, and she was mourning her daily blueberry muffin.

She didn’t even remember how her husband managed to talk her into it. Solidarity was nice and all, in theory. But this was absolutely ridiculous.

She found herself getting distracted at work. She’d be thinking about croissants or French toast and completely lose track of what she was doing.

That night she’d finally had it.

She carefully got out of bed, so as not to disturb her husband, and made a beeline towards the fridge.

And she gorged.

And it was glorious.

This 15th drabble is written as part of the “100 Story Challenge” by @Zane Dickens.

Thank you for reading my drabble. I’d love to hear your opinions.

You can check out some more of my writing and follow me here. (She, Her) I am a writer, an artist and a freelance editor. I edit all genres, and I specialize in Romance. I write a little bit of everything, whatever is on my mind at the moment. Get an email when I publish a new story.