28/01/2016

SANDCASTLE - flash fiction in 100 words

SANDCASTLE

Kate and Robert stared in dismay at the weather-stained house. It wasn’t the luxurious holiday home of the photographs, but the website had promised unlimited wine, so they ventured inside.

The gate clanged shut like prison doors and the interior was gloomy as a dungeon. Light-bulbs flickered, electric points sparked, and the bed was damp. When they couldn’t even open the cellar door they left to find a hotel.


Unseen, the caretaker watched their departure from a cellar window. The absentee owners hadn’t paid her for years – she wasn’t about to share their vintage wine with any putains Anglais. 
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I had to resort to a dictionary this week, as 16 years of learning and speaking Spanish has buried most of my French!  Thank you to ce.ayr for the photograph and to Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers' Flash Fiction each week on her blog  https://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/

An odd thing I have noticed this week - after at least a year of boasting 103 followers - mainly due, I fear, to the A-Z Challenge which I entered for three years - my numbers have suddenly dropped to 95. Should I take this personally or are people simply indulging in an early Spring Clean?
Whatever the reason, thank you for being one of the remaining few. Please leave a comment to let me know you've visited. And no, I will not be entering the A-Z Challenge this year, but I wish the thousands who do the very best of luck.

28 comments:

  1. I have visited, Liz, and I wiped my feet on the way in.

    I was disconcerted to see that the character names you chose match those of a couple we know. I was worried for their welfare, not to mention a little put out that they'd not mentioned their trip abroad!

    Helen Laycock

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    1. They were probably embarrassed about being caught out by a scam!

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  2. Oh.. Not even a dusty bottle... I think in the end it's better to pay the caretaker. Love your approach,

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    1. Thanks Bjorn - I wonder how much longer the absentee owners will be able to fool people into renting their chateau?

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  3. House of Sand, eh? Nice story, Liz. (You haven't lost me as a follower if that's any consolation!)

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    1. It is a great consolation, Susan. I looked up Chateau de sable and it actually means sandcastle.

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  4. Serves the owner right, but I feel for the visitors.

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    1. I just hope they get their money back!

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  5. Unlimited wine would have enticed me inside too!

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    1. And me - an entire cellar of vintage wine - what's not to like?

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  6. Dear Liz,

    This reminds me of a few hotels we've had the displeasure of staying in. L'chaim to the caretaker and to the writer. Well done.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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    1. What - you found hotels with unlimited wine? Where?

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  7. The unlimited wine got my attention too. Very clever piece, Liz.

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    1. Thanks Russ - now I know one of your weaknesses!

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  8. Someone once told me this true story about a caretaker who gradually drank his way through a fine collection of Scotch whiskey, replacing the contents with water. I suspect your caretaker is having similar amount of fun.

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    1. A true story? Wow! I would rather be my caretaker than yours - I prefer wine to whiskey :)

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  9. Can't say I blame the caretaker. An enterprising individual I'd say.

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    1. If she's got any sense she's selling two bottles for each one she drinks - woman cannot live on wine alone!

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  10. Oh, what a mean lady. I love the story though. Poor tourists.

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  11. Great story. And what an enterprising caretaker.

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    1. Thanks Margirene - she was a woman who thought on her feet. Or perhaps flat on her back, depending on how many bottles she had consumed!

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  12. You have a finesse for Flash Fiction and conveying so much in so little words. I really enjoyed it and especially liked the ending.

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    1. Thank you for your comment miss writer.

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    2. Thank you for your comment miss writer.

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