Exercise piece of flash fiction "True as God. True as this pint before me." as a starting line.
“True as God. True as this pint before me.”
He reached for glass, hand trembling, took a gulp and huddled nearer the open fire.
He grinned up at us, rosy cheeked and soaked through, having run all the way from the bookies in the Saturday downpour.
I hunkered down beside him and he held the cheque right up to my nose.
“Alright old man” I beamed back at him.
“Two thousand and ten pounds. Two hundred to one. Told you it would win”.
He gave me a solid wet hug.
“Mary, A pint for everyone and a packet of nuts for my monkey” He shouted over my shoulder.
“Now don’t mention this to your granny” He whispered in my ear.