The Dinner Party
15/100: Sometimes thing are not as they seem.
I sat at the head of the table. The wine was flowing. Conversations could be heard from all around the table. The servers just delivered desert to everyone. Time to start the show. Pushing back, I stood, tapped my knife against the glass to get their attention. Conversation stopped, they all looked toward me.
I raised my glass. “To Harry, may he rot in Hell.” There was some grumbling amongst them but they raised their glasses. “And to which ever one or you Killed him…..Salute!”
They all drank. I raised my glass again. “Thank you all for coming. Enjoy your deserts and drive safely home. I’ve have a call coming in that I have to take.” I knocked back my wine and left the room.
As I walked to my office I smile crossed my face. While Harry had been an Ass he was still my best friend. Someone wasn’t going to make it home tonight.
