Published as part of 81 Words Challenge.
Libby lit her Loughborough Lite.
She inhales, lingering over the flavoursome fag.
She takes another deep draw, savouring the taste. Her Lionel. He’s still sitting on the shelf on the sideboard. Or at least, mostly.
Libby glances at the Loughborough Lite. She slits them open and sprinkles in a splattering of Lionel before re-sealing them with a slither of rolling paper.
Libby sucks in a last ardent, intense intake of her fag.
Her throat burns in loving memory of her Lionel.