The air inside smelled of dust, cardboard, and aged oak. Behind the counter sat a man who looked like he had been part of the inventory since the 1970s. He had thick glasses and was reading a dog-eared paperback.
"You found it," Ben whispered, patting Julian's hand. "Tastes just like home."
The next afternoon, Julian stood on his grandfather's porch, holding a glass filled with ice, cola, and a generous pour of the rare rum. Captain Ben took a long sip, his weathered face breaking into a wide, bright grin.
Julian’s grandfather, a retired sailor named Captain Ben, was turning eighty-five the next day. For sixty years, Ben had sworn by a specific, illicitly spiked cherry cola recipe he called the "Deep Harbor." The key ingredient was the distinct, slightly smoky, sweet kick of Torched Cherry. The problem? The flavor had been discontinued years ago.
"Torched Cherry, you say? Discontinued. Hard to find. People loved that burnt sugar and cherry blend, but corporate suits always pull the plug on the good stuff."
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