FLOWERS ARE NOT ENOUGH
The bank’s letter hit Marylin like a
train – Andrew had gambled away their house.
After a savage argument she worked in
grim silence, carefully sealing the boxes before they went off to a storage
facility.
One question ran through her brain on
a loop as she worked – why would anyone in their right mind think a few
pathetic flowers could make up for losing her home?
When the removal van arrived, she
paid six months in advance, reckoning that would give her ample time to find
somewhere new, maybe in Eastern Europe or even Mexico, before they found him.
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Thanks to Dale Rogerson for this week's photo prompt and to https://rochellewisoff.com/ for hosting / organising Friday Fictioneers. Follow the links from her blog to read stories by other writers. You can also scroll through my own blog to read a poem with which I won a forum competition earlier in the week.
Lol. Your head goes off to dark places when you see a bouquet, doesn't it, Liz? :-)
ReplyDeleteto be fair, Annalisa, I'm not the only Friday Fictioneer who's written murder this week!
DeleteNot true. I killed my protagonist but great minds .....
DeleteI vote for Mexico. I hide out there on a regular basis. 😎🌴👙
Lucky you! Having lived in Tenerife for many years, I speak South Amrican style Spanish. Now I'm back in the UK I should add Mexico to my to-do list.
DeleteA lot of men are dying off this week after sending flowers for various reasons... Still, he brought it on himself.
ReplyDeleteHe did - I noticed your thoughts ran along the same lines!
DeleteLittle did he know he was buying flowers for his own funeral. Heheh.
ReplyDeleteGreat story. Come see mine here.
That hadn't occurred to me, Alice!
DeleteDear Liz,
ReplyDeleteThat ending made me choke, gasp and chuckle. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thaks Rochelle - it's great to get a reaction!
DeleteLove it. So very glad she had six months' rent available to "store" him in...
ReplyDeleteShe'd have probably got away with three months but it's best to err on the safe side.
DeleteA dark tale indeed.I wonder if there's still Interpol? Used to be a tv series fifty-some years back.
ReplyDeleteI think you can probably be extradited from almost anywhere - Russia might have been safer.
DeleteSuperbly written
ReplyDeleteClick Here to see what Mrs. Dash Says
Ooh! Thank you DeeDee!
DeleteWhoopsies! Looks like something sinister.
ReplyDeleteAnother story that rocks, Liz. Nice.
Only slightly sinister, wmq - thanks for visiting.
DeleteSounds like he gambled his life away, as well.
ReplyDeleteYou are so right, Linda.
DeleteAnother one bites the dust! Love the way you've written this.
ReplyDeleteClick to read my FriFic
Thanks Keith.
DeleteThere's something with the flowers and boxes that make people think of really dark stuff. Loved it :D Well written, Lizy. Cheers, Varad.
ReplyDeletePlease click to read my FriFic
It's comforting to know it's not just me!
DeleteNow is he in one and/or more of the boxes.
ReplyDeleteSending flowers seems to be sealing a lot of fates. :)
Good story
I visualise him in several of them. Mwah-ha-ha!
DeleteOuch! Maybe cold storage would be a better choice than just a storage facility.
ReplyDeleteYou could be right - Alaska, perhaps?
DeleteI was a bit slow off the mark with the ending, but then I laughed out loud. I like a woman who thinks ahead.
ReplyDeleteThanks Sandra - good to know I can still manage subtlety!
DeleteHah! Perfect ending, great story.
ReplyDeleteThanks Ga.
DeleteTook me a second..lol
ReplyDeleteAh - you and Sandra both!
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