The Sneeze

Jun 13th, 2023 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words

Otto couldn’t stifle it. Did he want to sneeze all over Felice? No. But he did. And here he’d planned for a pleasant evening at the small BYOB Italian restaurant.

“God bless you, Otto,” offered Felice as she grabbed her napkin.
“WHAT’RE YOU TALKING ABOUT!” It was a deep voice from above. Loud enough to shake the table.

Again, Otto sneezed. His nose was running now, but things weren’t running well with Felice. And he’d brought a bottle of Pinot Grigio.

“God bless you, Otto,” said Felice again, politely.

“NO WAY I’M BLESSING OTTO!” boomed the terrifying voice. “NOT OTTO!”

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