Rubicon

Their rubicon moment, glasses in hand. “3.. 2.. 1..” The Grand Master took a group selfie as the tainted wine tickled their throats. “Things have changed since ’78,” grumbled Jones.

(#BraveWrite, Prompt: #Rubicon, 182 characters)

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