50 to 100 words:  story 4


Allen received the check from the magazine.  $200.  No taxes taken.  513 words?  Didn’t seem right.  But he was getting paid to write.  Still didn’t feel the way he wanted it to.

“What?” the friend asked.

“I don’t know, it…” Allen started.

“Hey, you’re getting paid to write, Allie-boy, not a bad gig you know?”

“I know, but… $200?”

“Well, congrats, either way, huh?”

They toast.



“What did you order me?”

“The Napa Cabernet.”

“From Mt. Veder?”


“That’s the one I wrote about.”


Allen looked again at the check, then bottle.  He had to sip.