"Indestructible" drabbles by Samantha Grace Bishop

Proof

Indestructible

The little boy shudders. Holding my hand. So innocent and pure.
Storm raging round us. Black sheets. Driving rain, sidways, caustic.
Imbalanced. Hostile. Filling our ears. All sound engulfed in white noise.

We teeter on the jetty. Squinting against the tempest. Sea swirling round us.
We can't help but laugh. Like we're mad. Totally fucking insane.

I'd had too much to drink. And the nauseous overwhelms me. I puke into the storm. And the storm pukes back on me. Jason laughs even louder.

"Ha Ha! Look at your boots, Auntie!"

Little does he know my ranger matte boots are indestructible.