THE DINNER GUEST

The Rogue Speaks:

Once again, those damned  underlined words have appeared, and I have no idea what's up with that!  Please just ignore them!!!!


We're back from the beach, and trying to get into the swing of things here in Tucson, but frankly, it's too bloody hot to play outside!  I missed two weeks of Jenny's Saturday Centus, but I hope I remember how to write a piece in only 105 words, including the prompt.  Here goes:

THE DINNER GUEST

After what she thought was a rather strange, but nonetheless pleasant, dinner with her new neighbor, Elizabeth arose to leave. Her dinner companion's demeanor changed suddenly, filling her with a sense of foreboding. His eyes narrowed, and a cryptic smile appeared on his face.

"Oh, I have one more treat for you! Please sit!"

He produced a strange-looking bottle, and from it poured a heavy, golden liquid into her glass.
Elizabeth shivered, and her heart began to beat wildly, as the man put his hand on her wrist.

"Drink!" he commanded. "It's an amusing little whine."

"What?????" Elizabeth cried in horror.

"Wine! I meant wine."



If you care to stick around and listen to my music, the next song is entitled "Madeira, M'dear!" and speaks to the dangers of taking wine from strangers!!!