beginning

All of fourteen, narrow as pipe cleaner, that first taste. The cousin getting married thrusts a bottle of old speckled my way. Tentatively, rim to lip, a sip. This is interesting. I drink. Still interesting. Another. yes – this merits further investigation. A band begins, and enlivened Jehovah’s Witnesses take the floor, leaving semi-consumed glasses of red at their tables. Careless, but it’s essential raw material. Science ensues. The beginning.