at the checkout…


The supermarket queue edged forward imperceptibly.  In front, a week’s worth of groceries that just wouldn’t scan. The tired toddler in the trolley behind finished another packet of crisps. The Mum made a big thing of putting the packet, empty on the conveyor belt.

A bottle rolled forward. The child’s grizzle went up a notch. The card reader stopped working. My wine called to me. I had to quiet it. I raised it, unscrewed, lifted to my lips.

And I drank.


Then without fuss, I put the empty bottle on the conveyer belt and checked my phone for messages.




Prompt was WINE for the 100 word challenge at Thin Spiral Notebook


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