Dr. Fantastic, M.D.

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The Drink


I was thirsty. So very thirsty.

Water came by the glassful. I even swallowed the ice.

Still... I was thirsty.

On the counter to my left was juice. Deep red. Blood red. Juice.

Maybe that could have quenched the thirst. Maybe.

I drink. The entire thing. It only takes two gulps. Something tastes funny, I don't really care, I'm too thirsty. I pour another glass.

Someone informs me it isn't juice. Thick wine. Warm wine. Red Wine. That explains the taste.

I try to drink the second glass. I can't. It won't stay down.

Wine pours from my mouth by the pint. I'm at the sink watching it drain through stainless steel.

I wake up. Not sure what just happened.

I've never even tried wine.

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