As the door slammed, she began to cry. They had never argued like that before. She reached for her mobile. Opening the message app, she type in Okay?
The phone dinged, it was the message sent confirmation. She threw the phone on to the sofa next to her. Taking a tissue from her clutch purse. Drying her tears she stood and and walked to the drinks cabinet.
It was an old oak cabinet, it had been on the family for years. The key was always in the lock, opening it she picked up a bottle of teachers whiskey and poured a shot. She picked up the glass in he left hand a raised it towards her.
“cheers, saluté’
As she sipped it ….
KaBOOM.
