I shouldn’t have taken it. Even Nelda said so, and she was as toasted as a crouton. What can I do? Some Cointreau, a couple of gin and tonics, and a Dr. Pepper, and my judgment goes all to hell.
So, when a stranger showed up in patchy little beard and a waistcoat full of little plastic packets, I didn’t say “Thanks, man, I’m clean,” the way the public service announcements would have it. I said “Watcha got, and will it make me fly?”
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“Goatway Drug”
Hyperion and Theia: Saturnalia
Published 17-Oct-2017
About the story: A ghost story – with goats.