PHOTO PROMPT © Sarah Ann Hall for this week’s Friday Fictioneers
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Firmly, she held my hand leading me into the study.
The tension, blatantly tangible.
A lump manifest in my throat… my heart quickened.
With contrived aplomb, she waved me forward, as if addressing royalty.
“There they are!”
Oh dear… they… are… ugly.
Spotlight on me, I swallowed discreetly.
She waited… underlying tension lay between us…projecting her desired response.
Knowing lying contorts my insides, meekly, I offered…
“Thought you said you’d only bought a few.”
Wrong answer!
Her face dropped to a sullen sag.
“I thought you’d like them!” she spat.
“But they’re yours.”
“It only matters that you like them!”
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Uh, oh! 😉
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I do hate it when gifts and trying to do a nice thing goes horribly wrong! Very well written.
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Yes, me too. Many thanks for your comments 🙂
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Whoops- poor guy.
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🙂 thanks for commenting.
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Oh dear, hope she learns her lesson not to buy him any more gifts.
Susan A Eames at
Travel, Fiction and Photos
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Haha, so do I! Thanks for commenting 🙂
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Thanks for commenting 🙂
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Dear LOI,
Sometimes a little discretion and tact can go a long way. Welcome to Friday Fictioneers.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thank you Rochelle 🙂
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You capture the embarrassment and anger of the moment beautifully.
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Many thanks I appreciate your comments 🙂
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Oh, the poor guy. Hope they both have learnt their lessons.
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Yea, so do I! 🙂
Thanks for commenting.
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