FuBar’d

This week’s prompt is Heiress

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It was the same deal every morning Liza opened the FuBar Lounge: a whiff of stale beer and the sticky-sweet aroma of bourbon hanging limbo-like in the air took her back thirty-some years.

Dad: Lay sprawled between our new, and already-stained pillow furniture and the baby-poop-colored shag carpeting.

Mom: spilled face down on the waterbed—riding the waves— with a half-empty (half-full?) bottle of Jim Beam.

I come by it honestly, she reasoned.

She opened her breakfast, a longneck Bud, with her teeth—a skill learned from Dad.

Liza chased it with a birth control pill.

The buck stops here.

 

SusanWritesPrecise
New Orleans Bar

Author: The Abject Muse

Susan Marie Shuman is an author and freelance writer/editor who currently resides in the wilds of Birmingham, AL. She shares her life with four spoiled cats, several friends (not all of them imaginary) one husband and one step-son. When she's not working, Susan enjoys horseback riding, reading, taking her cats for a spin in their pet stroller, and taking naps. An ex-bartender, recovering crash test dummy and all-around late bloomer, Susan graduated from the University of South Alabama in 2004 with a BA in English. She minored in Russian. Long-range goals include visiting Israel, the Czech Republic and Liechtenstein. Susan is also planning to launch a micronation which would be called either Suzannistan or Eastern Suzanorovia.

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