drinking

I asked my girlfriend if she'd started drinking again. She said no.
I searched her flat and found six empty three-litre bottles of white lightening cider 7.5%.
When we met for lunch I showed them to her.
“What are these?”
“I don’t know”
“You must know they were in your flat”
She stalled “I didn’t drink them”
“Then who did”
“No one. I used it as make-up remover”
“All eighteen litres?”
“Yes” She was wearing lipstick, and had mascara on the lashes of those innocent eyes.
I told her she didn’t need it; that she was pretty enough already.





Dan Rhodes
Anthropology and a Hundred Other Stories
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