Uncle John bought a rope and walked into a derelict building in the east of the city. It was that simple, no morality police, no guardian angels arrested him. He had showered, dressed in a suit and begged his doctor for help. Addiction was destroying him and he was bleeding dignity. The professionals later admitted being fooled by his fine attire, this was not a man on the brink. Children found him two days later, the rope had served its purpose well.
Lilytodd is an English teacher, mother, and aspiring freelance writer.