Free Liquid Time in a Bottle: Wishes Come True by Scott F Neve Page A

ribcage. A tiny fountain began to spring forth from her bosom.
                  Very soon, the special receptacle was overflowing with new wishes to make come true. She placed the bottle to her breast to close it once more. It would be a most precious present in the years to come.
                  As the sun set in the west, Eva mourned her beloved husband. She poured a drink of champagne at the bar and then she sat down alone to think. He had always been a good man. They had exchanged vows to never stop loving and caring for each other. Their love walk was a daily escapade.
                  She sipped the bubbly as she toyed with the two bottles on the countertop. Her pain was eased by laughter not tears. Through the long dark night, she had peace in her soul that no one could take away.
                  Her greatest regret was the few times when they were apart. Yet her heart's desire was always granted to her in the end. The cycle of life continued moving by the hands of Someone greater than the two eternal lovers.
                  In the morning, a truck flew up to the front door of their home. The delivery men hefted the old casket away. And then they replaced it with an identical gigantic jewelry box. Her husband's name was on the silver package label.
                  With a word, the faithful wife opened the metallic package. A younger more vital version stood within its sterile casing. Mr. Adamson awaited her embrace. The vivacious woman longed to reach out and touch the lifeless effigy. She clutched the two amazing bottles of MEMORIES and WISHES to her bosom
                  "Not long now, my love. And then we shall be together forever once more," Eva whispered sweetly before she puckered up to minister the kiss of life.
     
     
    THE END