reformed

                     

His calm demeanour betrayed the raging tempests of past that swirled and

howled in his mind, as he stepped out of the wrought-iron gates.

The prick marks on his arms had healed but the conscience prick continued to

torture him as he remembered her last dying words. The Police sirens

reverberated his ear-drums. The prison sentence and subsequent rehab was 

a blur in time.

The vituperative hurled on Sally which had sullied the temple of their 

marriage un-spooled.

Her attempts to wean him away from drugs cost her, her life.

He had reformed to pay his debts to Sally.

             Written for :  Carrot Ranch - Flash Fiction