Aesthetic Appreciation, Flash Fiction in the 2016 issue of the Kentucky Review.
“It did well, that bottle, lasting as it did until 2am. The widow went to bed so it was just you and your husband and the two teenagers, and the drink hit them fast. At the start, you probably meant to be supportive as you questioned the drunken orphans. But as anecdotes poured out your eyes narrowed and gleamed.”