Jane Jago’s Daily Drabble – One Hundred and Fifty-Six

It was just a bowl of chips, glistening with sea salt and sprinkled with herbs. Christabel could feel Malcolm daring her to touch even one.

She was tempted to obey him as usual. But she had had two glasses of wine so she took a delicious forbidden treat. 

“I thought we agreed no fries.”

His pseudo-transatlantic accent grated on her overstretched nerves.

“I agreed nothing.” She took another chip and bit in.

“We’ll discuss this later.”

“Oh. Find somebody else to discuss calories with.”

He threw down his napkin and stormed out. 

She smiled and took another fattening chip.

©️jj 2019

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