By Scott Brian Blanke
Tomas sat in front of his delicious repast: perfectly cooked rib-eye steak, garlic mashed potatoes, fresh green beans, and a glass of adequate Merlot.
He wrinkled his brow below his perfectly shaved head and tried to cut his meat with a plastic knife.
He had drunk a marvelous Cabernet that night, the night he put an end to his wife’s name-calling a little too thoroughly, his hands and the wine equally red. He barely remembered it.
He finished his meal, patted his lips, and sighed.
The warden stuck his head in the cell and asked, “Ready for your last walk, Tomas?”
Good. When you got to the plastic knife, I had the story figured out — and that’s fine since the details were just about to be revealed. People don’t use “repast” often enough anymore!
I also figured this out at “plastic knife,” but I do not think that’s necessarily a bad thing. Your attention to detail was magnificent. The “adequate Merlot” really struck me in the beginning, so I love how you gave that descriptor meaning by describing the previous marvelous Cabernet. Very well done!
Thank you for your comments. I was going to use toilet water Nerlot, but thought that would really give it away.
Very nice descriptions. I waited anxiously to see if I too had figured out what was happening. Not disappointed in any way.
I had NOT figured it out, so was mystified by the plastic knife with all that good food! Well-done. thanks.