“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.
(100 words)
Written for today’s 100 Word Wednesday prompt from Bikurgurl. Photo by Brooke Lark.
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It’s possible you’ve been watching too much “MidSomer Murders.” Just saying.
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That is possible.
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I have heard of the Lady Killer drink, but that must have been the Zombie or the Painkiller that Ralph gave to Michael.
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Well, I feel there is a reoccurring theme of the ‘humbug’ about you at this time of year, very entertaining I have to say…so Merry Christmas dear Sir Fandango and best wishes for 2018.
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And Merry Christmas and Happy New Year To you as well, Michael.
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So Sensei. What’s cooking? Remind me of not taking any drinks at your place.
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I laughed out loud! It’s totally the kind of humor my boys have had lately — an elaborate tale where one of the characters takes a drink {or some other common action} and then keels over dead. I think in your story, the Ralph is a bit more nefarious 😉
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For Ralph, revenge was sweet. But poor Michael had no idea who he was dealing with, I’m afraid.
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Unfortunate {for Michael} indeed, but great for your storyline 😉
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Thanks!
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