The Least of Her Habits

Ashley bummed a cigarette from the open pack without asking and steadied Roy’s hand on the match to light it.

“Bad habit, I know, but not the worst I’ve had by far. Once upon a time, I was addicted to 8 balls, booze and love but my body can’t handle any of that crap now,” she smiled wanly and let the smoke stream out in lazy snakes.

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