“Those drinks look absolutely delicious,” Ralph said. “You went all out this year.”
“Yes, I wanted this year’s Christmas gathering to be special,” Linda said. “After all, It’s official now.” She held up her left hand, showing him her engagement ring.
Ralph sighed. “I’m so happy for you and Michael,” he said. “You deserve one another.”
Linda excused herself. “I’ll be right back.” When she returned with Michael, she said, “Michael, this is Ralph, my ex.”
“A toast,” Ralph said, handing Michael a drink.
Michael took a sip, turned blue, fell to the floor, and died.
“Happy Holidays,” Ralph said.
Written for today’s 100 Word Wednesday prompt from Bikurgurl. Photo by Brooke Lark.