Bradbury Collection

Drunk Drake (Bradbury week 11)

273 words

Drake Cavendish was trying to get drunk. Like he did every weekend. This time, however, it was different. No matter how much he drank, he couldn’t get a buzz. He pounded sixteen mugs of his favorite beer at his local bar, but didn’t feel a thing.

An older man nearby asked what was wrong.

“Usually I’m three sheets to the wind after eight beers, but I can’t seem to even get a buzz tonight. It’s like I’m drinking non-alcoholic beer!”

“Perhaps I can be of assistance.” the older man replied.

‘“Yeah, exactly how?” Drake asked.

“I’m a genie from the future. I was a convict and as part of my sentence, I was forced to travel back in time to this era and grant a wish to anyone who rubs my lamp.”

“And what does that have to do with me?” Drake asked.

“Do you recall getting into a drunk driving accident a few years ago?” the genie asked.

“Yeah, I got my license suspended for a year and had to attend A.A. Meetings. Really unfortunate.” Drake took another swig of his beer.

“You don’t seem to have any remorse for the victim of the crash, Drake. The driver of the other car is still paralyzed.”

“That’s the circle of life,” said Drake. “But what does all of this have to do with me not being able to get drunk?”

“I have used my powers to prohibit you from ever getting drunk again.”

“You’re a genie? I don’t remember ever making a wish like that!”

“It wasn’t your wish, it was someone else’s. Now you will never drive drunk and hurt anyone again!”

The End