Advent Ghosts 2018: Bring Me Flesh & Bring Me Wine

Another holiday season, another Advent Ghosts Day. Loren Eaton who blogs at I Saw Lightning Fall invites writers to dabble in a yuletide drabble each year at this time. It's his way to help honor the Victorian tradition of telling ghost stories at Christmas time and also bringing together the blogging and writing community. Drabble? That's a short short story, a micro story I'd call it, of exactly 100 words. No more, no less. Below is my contribution for this wintry ghostly time of year -- a bit of holiday terror, a bit of #MeToo.

"Bring Me Flesh & Bring Me Wine"

“Naughty or nice?”

“Step aside, Chad.”

“Where’s your Christmas spirit? Check it out.” He pointed to the sprig of mistletoe above his head.

She stared him down, sized him up and decided her quick method would work best.

“You want a holiday treat?” She grabbed him by his hair, planted her lips on his and using supernatural strength deeply inhaled with hurricane velocity. Chad was sucked into her mouth, disappearing inside her. No need to bite or chew with this one. She wiped her mouth with Kleenex, made her way to the bar. A sudden feast makes a girl thirsty.