Wednesday, February 12, 2014

A Toast To Remember

Copyright: janet-webb
Here’s to us sweetheart a toast to remember those years.  All I have left are the memories, the digital photos and the portrait that he made of you.  An act of intimacy that made you forsake our staid life together.

The suspicious Inspector visited again yesterday.  I offered him the Sangria I had made.  My version has red wine, fruit juices, soda water, fruit and sometimes brandy.  I leave it to chill overnight letting the flavours blend into the drink. Stored in a large pitcher and served over ice.  A discerning man he commented on its rich full-bodied taste.

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Written for Friday Fictioneers. Word Count : 99

26 comments :

  1. Anonymous8:07 am

    oh no he didn't! waahh dark. disgusting. delicious! :)

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    1. Yes he did. Thanks for reading kz. Glad you liked it.

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  2. Full bodied? Yuck! Nicely nasty story.

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    1. Thanks for reading. Glad you liked it.

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  3. Sounds like she's moving on.

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    1. Shaken not stirred. Thanks for reading.

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  4. Dear Subroto,

    Sounds like "the secret's in the sauce." ;) Good one.

    shalom,

    Rochelle

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    1. Thanks Rochelle. He really distilled her essence.

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  5. Erk!The inspector may soon get addicted to this bloody drink,be careful,lol!Loved this-great imagination ;-)

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    1. As long as he doen't ask about the ingredients. Thanks for reading Atreyee.

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  6. Anonymous4:19 am

    Now THAT'S a toast, Subroto. Served with a dash of poison.

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    1. Thank you Kent. I think he will be drinking it for a while.

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  7. Anonymous8:30 pm

    Does he give out his recipe for sangria? Good story! She had it coming! Nan

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    1. It's a secret recipe ;-) Thanks for reading Nan.

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  8. Anonymous6:31 am

    This summer when I am on my porch sipping my sangria, I may look at it very differently. Full bodied, indeed, yikes!

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    1. Thats why it was a toast to remember ;-) Thanks for reading Dawn.

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  9. Ooh, chilling. Well done!

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  10. Anonymous8:29 am

    Treachery hurts!

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    1. It does in many ways. Thanks for reading Anjana.

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  11. I had to read it a couple times but Day-um! That's a chilling tale

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    1. Thanks Carrie, I am glad you liked it.

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  12. Anonymous5:56 pm

    now that's a goosebumps kind of story - one not easily forgotten. ☺

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    1. Thank you for reading and commenting.

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