Wasted Money

His eyes sparkled with pride as he led her down the stairs, into his wine cellar. He had worked many years to attain all of this, and he was pleased to see how wide her eyes opened, as he gently lifted her chin, whispering, “What do you think of it?”

Swallowing the lump in her throat, she looked around the room, before looking into his eyes with puzzlement. “What do I think about you spending a fortune on a room full of wine? You would have done much better, if you’d spent that money helping single mothers and their children!”

© 2014
Cheryl A. Showers


This post was written for Friday Fictioneers in response to a picture of a wine rack.

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