This weekends (4-4-20) freewrite prompts 1, 2, & 3 from @mariannewest have a bit of a meander to them but I feel they worked well into this story. Despite the fact that I am in the yard and garden all day I am still finding my head in a bit of a dark zone what with the world the way it is. My writing mostly seems to reflect that.
Italics are the prompts.
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Mindy McHorse took a big slurp from her first cup of coffee, as she liked to call her first drink of the day. The stuff was red and strong but it had the smell of heat with a brush of smoke. She tossed her head back and poured the glass into her mouth. The liquid slid down her throat and the subsequent flash of fire in her chest forced her to grab at her chest with both hands.
“WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT SHIT!?” Her mind screamed as the fire spread from her chest to her stomach.
She gripped the edge of the table and clenched her teeth as the pain continued to grow.
~End 5 Minutes~
"Over 50 Hacks for a healthier Happier you," he screamed as he was waving the pamphlet in every bywalkers face. Jim smacked his pamphlet holding hand from in front of his face and continued inside the bar. The regular lineup was present save a new woman at a table on the wall. Jim instantly keyed in on her as she was not the same as the normal. His routine needed to be perfect and this was not nearly what he had expected of the night.
“Who is she Lem?” Jim asked to the bartender as he took his nightly seat.
“No clue. She’s been in for a bit. Ordered a slim nipple with a twist and shot of Sriracha.” Lem replied as he filled Jim’s mug club glass.
~End 5 Minutes~
Mindy reached to her throat and clasped at the red scarf wrapped around her. The feelings of fire and impending serious problems were flooding her mind and she was beginning to panic.
The bar sat empty save the detectives and the EMTs.
“Have you ever seen this kind of injury before?” A detective asked an EMT.
“The last time I heard of this was a case out of Mexico but that was in med school.” the EMT replied as he worked with the body bag.
“Who the hell would have thought that Sriracha, Gin, and grapefruit would make a lethal neurotoxin?” The detective asked more to ask than expecting an answer.
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How cool was that!!And who would have thought! Better leave the grapefruit out - that stuff can kill ya 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂
Lol! Imagine if that was all it took! Bars everywhere would be on watch lists. 🤣
That was very ingenious. I had never heard of Sriracha before. Now I know that it is some hot pepper or chili. Definitely not in my list of things I want to try :)
The Sriracha factory is in southern California between Pasadena and Pomona. The area near the factory smells totally of the chilies and you can smell it from a good ways off. It really isn't that hot but there is a cult like following for the stuff.
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