Before my story, I just wanted to apologize for not being around as much (writing, reading others, commenting, etc). Just got a new job and started summer classes! Things have been a little hectic! I’ll be around more when things settle down. Thanks for everyone who keeps coming by anyway!
It wasn’t luck.
He had spent too many years needled to a hospital bed in debilitating pain; he had spewed too many piles of puke; he had swallowed too many pain pills for it to be luck.
He had spent too many years fighting; he had spent too much time honing his craft; he had spent too many resources in blind hope for it to be luck.
It wasn’t definitive.
It wasn’t complimentary.
It wasn’t devised.
It was a sign. A sign that didn’t tell him he’d be rich, or appreciated, or loved, but a sign that he would be successful in what mattered.