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Secrets discovered (Friday Fictioneers)

February 22, 2018

PHOTO PROMPT © Marie Gail Stratford

 

 

“What did you do?”

“Me? I don’t know what you mean?” Though I knew exactly what she was talking about. All of the roses were currently headless, and the bleeding secateurs were still in my hand.

“You’re going to lie to me? Really?”

I didn’t have an excuse. I did it. “Jack.”

She visibly flinched.

“So you knew?” Well, if she thought Jack’s roses were the only ones getting the snip she had another thing coming. I stormed toward the backyard.

“Bee, no. Not my tulips.”

Very shortly there would be more murders. They were lucky I targeted only flowers.

 

 

This is a Friday Fictioneers Prompt

Word Count: 100

 

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25 Comments
  1. Dear Laurie
    I enjoyed that! Revenge taken, but only symbolically. Slick, precise writing to tell an entertaining story!
    Best wishes
    Penny

  2. Power can be a terrible thing. And when the power derives from other people’s secrets, especially so

    • So very very true Neil. These days i think very few people think beyond they own lives to how another feels.

  3. I wonder if they stop at flowers or whether that is just the start that leads to more. A sweet revenge.

  4. The poor flowers, Laurie.

  5. Dale permalink

    As long as she limits her revenge to the flowers….

  6. Dear Laurie,

    A blooming flower murderer. Oh dear! Well done.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

  7. “Off with their heads!” That certainly can make one feel better.

  8. A lose-lose situation, and not just for the poor flowers.

  9. Took me twice through to get the whole picture, but it was well worth it. Well done.

  10. I’m afraid this war can only escalate… please tell me that none of the sweet girls have a loved Pekingese

  11. You pack the emotion into this – so tense. I hope the garden is small and there aren’t many more blooms to suffer 😉

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