Sunday, December 16, 2012
100 Words a Day 129
The interior of the refrigerator was clean; although if you looked hard there were cracks and crevices the owner had permitted to remain slimy. It was stocked with cheap beer. Cans occupied the majority of the bottom shelf, stacked two high. The crisper contained fruit, mostly the kind that could be used to make cocktails. Vegetables were stored above the beer. Again, they were mostly the kind you would use for drinks. The top shelf of the fridge was stocked with bottles of red and white on their side. They were of a variety of vintages, all of them bad.