Pink Champagne and the Bind
A friend of a friend in high school had an alcoholic aunt who kept cases of pink champagne in her garage. Access was easy because he lived with her. If she noticed any missing, we never knew. Either she didn’t notice of she didn’t care because for a grey winter, pink champagne flowed freely. Effervescent and the color of a bunny’s nose, it didn’t seem like real alcohol. That’s why it was okay to drink at church… read more