Happly
Anniversary
by Bill Tope
Mazie raised the
wine glass to her lips, drank hungrily
The spirit contained therein.
Noting her half-filled
Glass, the tuxedoed waiter hurried
forward to replenish
Her drink, a blood-red Spanish potable.
Greedily, she
Gripped the stem of the glass with long,
tapered fingers
And upended the vessel, draining the
contents.
"Hey, slow down there, Maze,"
cautioned her husband,
Wolfgang. She only sneered at
him. Then, placing an
Extra long cigarette between perfect lips,
she lit the
Tobacco and blew smoke directly into his
face. He
Coughed, more out of annoyance than from
discomfort.
The waiter approached again and Mazie
pointed a
Manicured finger at her empty glass.
The vessel was
Quickly refilled. The waiter
set a carafe of wine
On the table. Next their food was
served.
Mazie swayed in her chair. "If
I'd known you were
Going to get drunk, I never would have
brought you
Here," hissed Wolfgang under his
breath.
Undeterred, Mazie ground her cigarette
out in
Wolfgang's mashed potatoes and with a
quick,
Cruel smile, remarked, "Thanks for
the anniversary
Supper, Wolf; we'll have to do it again
sometime."
And with that she stood to depart,
stopping only
Long enough to upend the carafe of wine
in her
Husband's lap. "See you again
in another twenty
Years." |
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