‘I’d imagined something very different for my life.’

Writing prompts this week courtesy of Kelley McNeil’s A Day Like This, my current read.

He looked at me across the table, a wobbly smile on his unshaven face. Bruised rings shadowed his intelligent brown eyes behind black-framed glasses. His grey-streaked dark hair was clean, but appeared not to have benefited from a comb any time recently.

‘I’d imagined something very different for my life,’ he said. He glanced around. ‘Not this.’

I nodded. ‘Makes sense. Most people don’t actuall...