Eau de Vice (a short story)

By Mary Fewko

A small crew of artists attempt to create a special new perfume. One that will help them remember what happened during their frequent drunken blackouts.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Mary Fewko
• Release date: Nov 20, 2016
• ISBN: 9781370662715

Mary Fewko

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EAU DE VICE

A short story written by Mary Fewko

This is a story of fiction.

All content arrived from the author's imagination.

No living or dead persons were used in this work.

Copyright © November 2016 by Mary Fewko

First SMASHWORDS edition © 2016

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED ®

Special thanks and

much love to

Nicole and Sandy!

everybody's too caught up

they're trying to outrun the doubt-

i'm out here

smacked and wrecked

and drinking beer-

all i want to do

is get out-

You know, I'm thinking of becoming a right proper cunt. This is what Douglas said to his partner in economic climb Francis.

Francis was finishing up the last bits of drudgery towards the crew's eau de parfum task, a personal mission that took far too long. The blending was always his favorite part, but the entire crew contributed to the macerating -softening through liquid soaks- or the steam distillation celebrated by the series of tubes in their little HQ or old ancient enfleurage, that fatty tactic of getting oils extracted. Even in sight Francis could still see bits of rose and peony under a sheet of glass.

Why a cunt? Francis said.

I want to expand my horizons. I've never been a real nasty person before, I'm thinking now is the time. The last straw for this straw-man.

"Expand? Sounds more like inflation."

Yeah? Maybe it is! Anything's better than being a tall pushover.

Is this because you got jilted last weekend?

"Well shit,