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Friday Fictioneers – Rose

21 February, 2019

Well here we are, seven days on from the last time I Frificed, and I’m back. When was the last time I managed two weeks in a row? A while ago, that’s when.

This week, Rochelle has sent a pic of her very own

to inspire us all to create and to share our words with The Frog.

My effort is a bit different from last week’s, it’s more… well… I’m not one for spoilers, you’ll just have to read it yourself

 

Michael was always so understanding. He brought roses to our first date but when I explained I was born unable to smell, he bought glass replacements. We still have them on our table; and we named our daughter Rose in tribute.

As Rose grew older, her and Michael’s relationship floundered but, knowing I would hate to lose her, he converted the cellar into her own space, persuaded her to stay.

Until the night she left without saying goodbye. We were distraught, uncomprehending.

 

Some weeks later, the police led Michael away.

They opened the cellar door and recoiled, covering their noses.

 

21 Comments
  1. Ha ha Hideous! Love it

  2. Eek! Terrifying stuff!

  3. In his defence, he was thoughtful to his wife

  4. Just as I was getting to like Michael, that happened! A clever twist.

    Click to read my FriFic tale!

  5. gahlearner permalink

    What you didn’t write turns my stomach. What a horrible (excellent) twist to a story that starts so sweet and harmless.

  6. To his own daughter… *shudder*!

  7. A lot about their relationship goes unsaid, most of it unpalatable. Skilfully turned at the end there.

  8. Dear RG,

    That must’ve been a horrid relationship to make a father kill his own daughter. Well written.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

  9. Oh noooooooo

  10. Geez…that was disturbing.

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