A Drop Of Wine
When my mother invited her visiting friends from the U.S. to a seafood dinner, I couldn't let the chance of having something different for dinner pass me by.
The seafood was great - it was a pity that there was no fish.
However, they did have wine.
Now, drinking isn't good, but wine is something different. I may have sworn myself to stay off alcohol, but it didn't mean that I was curious about it.
And I was with parents - that meant that it'll be safe.
My mother allowed me - she said that the red wine being served was a good wine - and poured me a dash.
The wine smelled strong, potent maybe.
I took a sip.
The first thing I noticed was that the liquid somehow... disappeared... when I sipped it. The next thing I knew, there was a sensation going up my nose.
I must have had some sort of reaction on my face, because the others at the table started laughing.
But, I must admit, I slept well that night.
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