Tuesday, 25 September 2012

Trusted Friend

Trusted Friend

I never imagined that my best friend would be my undoing. Everyone has a blind spot and he was mine. My wife warned me, but I would not listen. I had given him everything. Everything he had, he owed to me. Even when he opposed me, I forgave him. As I rose, he rose with me and now, on the brink of our greatest triumph, he turned against me. He waited patiently for me, though I was late and, as I approached, he smiled. I forgot, teeth are used more for biting than greeting. “Give me your hand, friend Brutus.”

100 Words

This was written for this week's Motivation Monday 'We will meet the enemy'

It got an Honourable Mention from judge Nellie @solimond !

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