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Everyone ends up at The Dispensary eventually. Some go beforehand to visit. To feel better. Temporarily. Feeling worse afterwards. Hollow. Bereft. One visit leading to another and another. The regular clockwork crowd crawling in. Callum relies on them and they never let him down. Whether they will or no, they can’t avoid their final visit here.
“Y’got it for me?” Jordan asks.
“As promised. Pretty decent, all things considered. Had compliments from the punters. Kept her back special for you. Had a feeling you’d be in today.”
“Pass her over then.” Jordan reaches a hand to the dispenser, taking the slim vial from his grasp, pressing it to his lips. He swallows it down, throat working once as it passes into his system. The dispenser sees his eyes glaze immediately, hand curving on the counter, as it takes hold of him. He breathes – in – out, expelling in a slow sigh.
“Sweet,” Jordan says.
“Rich, from what I’ve heard,” Callum responds. “With body.” He raises on eyebrow.
“Nice little number,” Jordan agrees. “Not what I’m looking for though.” “Guessing you knew already.”
“Might’ve had an inkling. She’s special order though. Still waiting for her to come in.”
“Any idea on timings?”
“Hard to say. You know how it is.”
“Request’s been through some time now,” Jordan reminds Callum.
“Got folks on it, for what it’s worth. She’ll come in.”
“Better do.” The words are sharp.
“Everyone ends up here eventually,” Callum says. “Just a matter of time. Plus there’s a pretty decent palate to work your way through in the meantime. Plenty of choice. Daily deliveries.”
“Just not the one.” Insistent.
“She’ll turn up.” A pause. “Try another in the meantime. On the house.” The dark glass is already in front of Jordan, liquid obscured behind the opaque surface. His eyes light as he sniffs, savouring the scent, before gesturing at the colour of the receptacle.
“Really?” Jordan asks. “I’d have your sources if I wanted. Sod them. Told her I’d find her, one way or another. She can’t hide forever. Everyone ends up here eventually. You said it yourself. Just a matter of time, that’s all. Then I’ll have her.”
This last week's story forThe Angry Hourglass Flash-Frenzy-Round-36. This one follows on from a previous Hourglass story I wrote, "Sampling Spirits". It was plenty of fun to write!