All in a drink

It was as if un-roasted, coarsely-ground peppercorns clawed down his throat.

“Er—erm,”

The future father-in-law’s gold-rimmed eyes popped, seeking weakness. Schadenfreude.

“Wow, intense shiraz!”


This is my entry for day 3 of the Writers Victoria Flash Fiction 2020 competition. Today’s prompt: intense. Learn more on their website or on Twitter.

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