His expression told me I had shocked him, and I was grateful my response to his assault was visible to most of our guests. Grateful too that I had decided on acrylic nails, these were going to leave a mark.
Seeing I was unharmed, my beloved whispered, ‘they’re waiting for us to cut the cake.’
I released my death grip on the old man’s bruised scrotum and entered the banquet hall. His vile voice silenced, his florid face tear-streaked.
Smiling my sweetest smile, I turned to my father-in-law, “you won’t be forgetting your manners again, will you?”
* This week’s 100 Words is a continuation of the last Challenge: Never assume
The 100 Word Challenge, a writing prompt created by Velvet Verbosity, takes a single theme to tell a story in only 100 words ~ no more, no less. This week’s theme is ‘Forgetting.’