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PHOTO PROMPT © Yvette Prior
Genre: Histrionic Faction
Word Count: 100
UNLUCKY STRIKE
Remember how commercials bombarded us with catchy slogans?
“I’d rather fight than switch.”
“Winston tastes good, like a cigarette should.”
Serling delivered his famous Twilight Zone intros while wisps of smoke framed his face.
During his renowned interviews in the 1950’s, Mike Wallace brandished his ubiquitous coffin nail.
I coughed. “I wish you’d quit smoking those nasty things, Mommy.”
Taking a long drag, she covered a burn hole in her skirt with a daisy applique. “I need them to calm my nerves.”
She finally quit in 1980—just a year before lung cancer claimed her.
“Were they worth it, Mom?”