In between Hospital appointments and being told to work against your principles and efficiencies kind of grates and so to see Rochelle on the horizon like a Rainbow, beckoning towards the pot of gold which are the Friday Fictioneers Crew is a wonder to behold, just the tonic. Cheers to Roger Bultot for the photo, i’m guessing its in America, and I imagine the clue is in the tower in the middle, fucked if I know where it is…
Anyway, time to write something pithy and funny, let’s see, its not feeling like a very funny day to me.
On My Marks…
Get Set…
GO!!!
“That Fucking Tesla; sneaks in, all silent like, we park around the shitting block. I’ll teach him”
3 months, silently, stealthily parking up, she snapped. Quietly padding down the stairs in ballet pumps, skipping out through the front door, dancing down the steps, her timing perfect as she shot him through the chest. He lay dying, his eyes pained, confused. She looked into them, smiled, finger on her lips and shot him there.
With the silencer on “Parking Prick” were the last words he heard, but didn’t understand.
Darkness and silence.
His children didn’t hear him come home that night, or again.
Well that came as a surprise, its 100 words based on these awful people who killed a married couple outside their home as they unpacked the car while their children slept. Over a parking space. Truly awful.
Anger over slight things can lead to some big trouble
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Of such small and insignificant things, life changing events crystallise
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There is definitely something to be said about electric cars being too quiet. Great tale about an awful event.
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Thanks, I asked a Tesla person and apparently you can put your own sound into the car to tell folk you’re coming. Immediately I wanted a herd of cows
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That’s cool. The cows would be hilarious. I live in a village with tiny winding lanes bordered by tall hedges. The amount of times electric cars whizz down this lanes and nearly now me and Lucy down because we never hear or see them is scary.
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The silence of the electric car, is brought into sharp focus, well done
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A dark and vengeful story. Well done.
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A great take although the event that inspired your story was truly shocking.
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Dear Shrawley,
There are some sick and twisted people in this world. You’ve captured that. Well done…although horrible.
Shalom,
Rochelle
BTW, I’m pretty sure Roger took the picture in New York City, which is where he lives. 😉
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I’m told the tower is the one that replaced the Twin Towers in New York City, USA. Sorry to hear about your work issues. I left a good job because I was “forced to work outside my personal moral ethics” and I’d do it again if the case were the same. Hope you can resolve the situation. I’ll be praying for you. Great story! Happy Thanksgiving!
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Dear Minister,
You have a real talent for picking out bizarre details which add to the reader’s insight into the characters.
‘Quietly padding down the stairs in ballet pumps, skipping out through the front door, dancing down the steps, her timing perfect as she shot him through the chest.’ That’s a brilliant evocation of the madness of shooting people over a parking space.
Well written!
Best wishes
Penny
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That was truly horrifying news – hard to believe.
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