My Ex-Wife's Bitter Brew

at a party wasn' t just an a

, Pappy Van Winkle, lay

the smug culprit, Caleb, her childhood frien

fishery, thinking it was a just conse

ise, "You will regret this

heart attack, the stress brought on by a hostile corpor

ing a calculated, systematic dest

t, watched impassively as our

world' s rarest spirits, I returned, a ghost of

ing she'd outbid me on anything, and then, with a twisted smirk, confirmin

h cold, calculating hatr

loved become this relen

ad no choice but to fight back, leveraging my last,