Helen sat down on the sofa next to Peg, her co-worker, crossed her legs, and watched her other co-workers sing their hearts out. Did I sound this good, she wondered before turning to Peg and asked, “how did I sound?” Peg hesitated before passing Helen her glass of cocktail, “I would have never pegged you as a drinker,” Helen said, gave the drink a whiff, only to pinch her nose and held the drink at arm’s reach, the drink was reeked of alcohol, “seriously?”
“Seriously,” Peg said, “it’s liquid courage, a couple sips of this and I would bet everyone who hears you would peg you as a world-class singer.”
Helen turned her attention back to the drink, no, I shouldn’t, her mental voice said, I have to drive. At the same time, mental images of her singing like no one’s watching and dancing with abandon flashed across her mind, I do want that, she thought, just not this time.
Written for Six Sentence Story. The prompt is “Peg”.
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It’s good to pass up that strong drink.
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Sensible decision.
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Never drink and drive…………
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Thank goodness she passed it up. I was afraid of a tragedy.
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It’s also liquid trouble, at least I’ve seen it be so for many. I’m glad she said no.
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I am, too.
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If she does decide one day liquid courage is the only way to get up and sing, may she bring along a designated driver!
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Smart girl. She might have considered a calling a cab, but I like the ending you chose better. 🙂
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Thank you.
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Often the best performance enhancer is a time of one’s own choosing. 😉❤
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I agree.
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