His life filled with things he hated. Radiation. Chemotherapy. Inoperable cancer.
He hated that everything should be compromised to have a chance.
He hated that everybody told him how sorry they were, like it was their fault somehow.
Above all, he hated that what he really wanted was another cigarette.
Written for the DP Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty
For this week’s challenge, you must write a fifty-word story. Not five thousand, not five hundred, but precisely fifty words.