100WC Week 22 Neena

“Welcome back, Bob.”

“Hello, Jeff,” I said. “I see that you are well.”

That was a lie, Jeff actually looked terrible compared to the time we had last spoken. But he smiled from his armchair he was sitting at. “I called you here for a very specific reason.”

But before I could speak, Jeff fell out of his chair smiling. One of his fists were closed. His voice rasped as he spoke again. “The vinegar was too sharp.”

He opened his closed fist which contained tiny vial of something, which he handed to me. “Drink up, Bob.”

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