Hello Hive. 😃 I'm back again with another @drabble.club microfiction, that is #zapfic100, inspired by the prompt "the other Bible" taken from @daily.prompt's post
If you will like to write microfiction in 100 words, feel free to give this challenge a try.
Sly, that was his nickname, roughly wiped tears from his face. He placed one Bible in front of him and the other Bible beside him. Both were worn out and belonged to his late mother.
He laced his fingers together, wanting to pray but didn't know how to begin. If only his mama was alive, she would teach him what to say.
She tried to but he was in too deep. The drugs consumed him. He knew that having the Bibles close couldn't save him.
So he began speaking, a word at a time, and told his heavenly Father everything.
Thanks for reading!