Only 6 more and I'll have the 3 weeks in that's supposed to make a habit. It's starting to feel habit-y already. I was supremely uninspired by last night's prompt but I managed to eke out a little (a very little) anyway.
December 29--These are the delicacies of a ruined evening. Thinking back Susan could pinpoint when the evening began to go bad. She had ordered a dirty martini. Darren had looked at her as if she had asked for a blood chaser. "A dirty martini?" "Yes," Susan said, "one with a bit of olive juice in it. The olive juice makes it cloudy, not the clear of a regular martini, so they say it's dirty." She assumed that her explanation had cleared things up but she heard him mutter something about her being "too fancy for beer" as he tipped his bottle of MGD to take a sip.
That's it, kids. Have a great day.
--Barbara
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