Hornet’s nest

I’d only popped in for a quick coffee. She’d said not to bother, but what with everything I thought she’d be happy to see me. I’d even bought a few bits. A cute little sleep-suit, some nappies, that sort of thing.

Anyway we got chatting, well I did (she seemed exhausted) and we started reminiscing about the engagement party several months back. I’d asked if she remembered Marcus. She went really quiet. So I reminded her of the dancing, the drinks and the unexplained 12 minute toilet break.

How was I supposed to know, Dave, her husband, was in the kitchen?

 


Here we go with another 100 word picture prompt story for Friday Fictioneers. Check out the fresh new link for loads more from wordsmiths around the globe. Have fun, and if you liked it please let me know!

wasp-nest

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30 thoughts on “Hornet’s nest

  1. Oh, my word – hornet’s nest well and truly stirred! That’s a world of pain about to erupt. A great little human tragedy written in so few words. Nicely done 🙂

  2. Can we trust her protestations that she didn’t know Dave was in the kitchen? I’m wondering about ulterior motives here. Intriguing story and good use of the prompt.

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