Cheers My Dear! – Friday Fictioneers, December 2021

Copyright Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

As dawn breached the horizon, the carnage was finished. 

The air was fetid with wine and, lurching to the cellar steps through broken glass, I saw my lower limbs were flecked with miniscule bleeding cuts.

If he would not love me, then I must have him hate me.  And how he would.

My first regret was that I would not be around to see his face.

The second, that I had spared him the embarrassment of the public and patronisingly reverential opening of several bottles of his treasured Chateau Margaux which, even to my uncultured palate, were quite undeniably corked.

Friday Fictioneers, under Rochelle’s leadership, marches steadily towards the end of the year. If I don’t make it next week, here’s wishing everyone a very Merry Christmas. Yes, Christmas. And today is my birthday, though I’m not actually a year older until noon, You have to hang on to these moments. πŸ™‚

About Sandra

I used to cruise the French waterways with my husband four or five months a year, and wrote fiction and poetry. Now I live on the beautiful Dorset coast, enjoying the luxury of being able to have a cat, cultivating an extensive garden and getting involved in the community. I still write fiction, but only when the spirit moves me - which isn't as often as before. I love animals, F1 motor racing, French bread and my husband, though not necessarily in that order.
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39 Responses to Cheers My Dear! – Friday Fictioneers, December 2021

  1. neilmacdon says:

    I could smell the stink of wine, and feel the crunch of glass. A lovely tale of revenge, Sandra. And many happy returns (though, of course, we can never really return)


  2. Anita says:

    Revenge has been served. What will he say when he sees what she has done!

    Happy Birthday, Sandra! Enjoy your day.
    Advance wishes for X’Mas & New Year.


  3. pennygadd51 says:

    Excellent story, Sandra. I like “flecked with miniscule bleeding cuts,” as a metaphor for the emotional pain she’s suffering. And I love her second regret, that he won’t suffer the public humiliation of the corked Margaux! Really well done.

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  4. Dale says:

    What a lovely two-for of revenge. Like Penny said, love the “flecked with miniscule bleeding cuts” as well. Wonderful storytelling as you always do.
    Happy birthday, Sandra! Hope you have a marvellous day!


  5. Tannille says:

    Ooo wickedly good story. I’d love to see his face too. Actions speak louder than words. Shame about the wine, but there are casualties in every war.


  6. Dear Sandra,

    I’d say she took revenge to a new level. I hope your birthday is a stellar one as we celebrate Jan’s shared day on this side of the globe.




  7. msjadeli says:

    Your story bubbles up moments when those urges have come to call. An unpleasant story but so well-written!


  8. dorahak says:

    A very happy birthday to you, Sandra, and a merry Christmas too! Loved the story of brutal revenge. :>)


  9. Bill says:

    Wonderfully told, Sandra. Your way with words is awesome.


  10. Sue says:

    Oooh, hell hath no fury….. Hope you have a good birthday all the best for Christmas, Sandra


  11. James McEwan says:

    The carnage of a woman’s revenge. I always wonder about wine that is described as too expensive to open and drink.

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  12. A woman scorned, but not defeated. I hope your birthday wine was more palatable!

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  13. jillyfunnell says:

    Hell hath no fury – lovely sting in the tail.

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  14. granonine says:

    There are layers here. Many questions, like “Why didn’t he love her? Was he unkind, abusive? Why was she desperate enough to do what she did? Did she love him in spite of his distance? Was she planning to take her own life?” I could go on, just imagining a much longer story that could be woven around this scene.

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  15. plaridel says:

    like they say, hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.

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  16. michael1148humphris says:

    Happy birthday, and wishes for a good Christmas


  17. Bear says:

    Fetid… indeed. I’m not a wine drinker as it all tastes like vinegar to me. Yuck! I’ve been to winery’s and have tasted some of the best, all the same. Maybe it’s my lack of taste to begin with. Anyway, this story was filled with the sweetness of revenge. I have expected a disaster recovery scenario, though.

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  18. What wonderful revenge! If he loved his wine more than he loved her, he deserved it. Happy birthday.x

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  19. Wonderfully evocative! And a bit scary — have to wonder what happened. Good job.

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  20. Happy (slightly) belated birthday, Sandra!
    As for the broken-into bottles … oh well. I guess one can cry over spilled wine but it will not make it any less spilled …

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  21. I would hate to get on her bad side. Incredible details as always. I hope you had a special birthday! All the best for a happy Christmas!

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  22. i b arora says:

    wine and vendetta, a horrifying combination.

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  23. GHLearner says:

    She surely achieved her goal, he will hate her, oh, how he will. Stunning descriptions of the carnage. And Happy Birthday.

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  24. A story spitting with hate and revenge,. I liked the corked wine as the cause of his shame. Nicely done.

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