From Deviant Art #60
Smokin' by Madeleine Maddocks
The summer sunshine blazed through the opened doorway as Reg stood on the narrow staircase, inhaling deeply. The forbidden cigarette tasted all the sweeter in the relative darkness of this hidden sanctuary. The intoxicating taste masking the earthly smell of damp soil and stone from the surrounding walls, as it enveloped his nostrils and licked curls around his taste buds and throat. He closed his eyes, savouring the moment, sighing.
“Reginald!” came the unmistakable shriek of his 80 year old mother’s crumbling voice.
Reg’s heart pounded beneath his grey gabardine as he stubbed out the cigarette.
“Coming Ma!” he said. (100 words)