This was written in response to the Word of the Day: Deviate
The Fandango’s One Word Challenge: Lessen
and Sheryl’s Your Daily Word Prompt: Supercilious
An Early Martini
“You Rang M’lud?” Said the butler in his usual supercilious tones.
“Yes, Burroughs, please get me a strong martini,”
“But Sir, At this hour?” Burroughs coldly asked. He was an excellent Butler and knew his worth, but it meant that he was more outspoken than many would have tolerated. The fact that it was only 9 o’clock in the morning may well have been cause enough to be a little surprised at being asked for a strong Martini, but one did not usually question a member of the House of Lords.
Lord Halifax just snapped back” Yes Dammit, I need something to lessen the shock.”
Burroughs left the room and returned holding a tray on which a flared cocktail glass stood containing a clear liquid and an olive on a stick.
Lord Halifax took the drink and threw the olive into the empty fireplace. He then downed the drink in one gulp.
Burroughs wasn’t one to deviate from his usual pompous butler act but seeing his master act so out of character had taken him by surprise.
“Is anything wrong Sir?” He asked, even allowing some genuine emotion to flow through.
“Yes there is. It’s Lady Halifax. She’d Dead. Go see for yourself if you don’t believe me. Burroughs, I think you’d better telephone the police. Oh and fetch me another Martini.”
Seeing his wife laying there, with her face all blotchy had been more than he could bear. Of course, they had been estranged for years, but that didn’t prepare one for finding your spouse of thirty years clearly dead. It looked like she’d been strangled. She was still wearing the clothes she’d gone to Lady Patterson’s party in. He’d gone to his own bed early and hadn’t heard her come home.
Sitting down on the chintz sofa, he waited for Burroughs to return with another drink to calm his nerves.
Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 10/July/2018