Kitchen Window – Friday Fictioneers

Friday Fictioneers is hosted by the wonderful Rochelle, the undisputed master of what I call Sound Bite Fiction.
She sets the weekly challenge, and the standard.
This week, happily, I know what the photo shows me.
Even a mere man can recognise a kitchen window.
The idea, as always, is to write a story of around 100 words based on the picture, below.

Copyright Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Copyright Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Kitchen Window

I love the view from this window.
I can see my flowers, and my beautifully tended lawn.
And my husband under the oak tree.
That vile, unhappy man.
Life with him has been a nightmare for so long.
But he promised over a week ago that he would never hurt me again.
And this time he has kept his promise.
It seems he really meant what he said.
So I can just enjoy the garden in springtime.
At least until the flies get too thick.
Then I suppose I will have to do something useful.
Like cut down his body.

About ceayr

A Scot who has discovered Paradise in a small town he calls Medville on the Côte d'Azur, C.E. Ayr has spent a large part of his life in the West of Scotland and a large part elsewhere. His first job was selling programmes at his local football club and he has since tried 73 other career paths, the longest being in IT, with varying degrees of success. He is somewhat nomadic, fairly irresponsible and, according to his darling daughter, a bit random.
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74 Responses to Kitchen Window – Friday Fictioneers

  1. Nice macabre tale CE, the old man got just what he deserved!

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  2. Great twist at the end, C.E. Here I thought he was peacefully sitting under the tree. It sounds like he beat on her a bit too much.and she’s gone over the mental edge. Well done. 🙂 — Suzanne

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  3. I felt this coming, but your strong story telling still had me caught off guard. Very compelling, CE!

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  4. Yes indeed, prize winning roses next season!

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  5. Amy Reese says:

    Got me again in the end,CE! Here I thought he might be picnicking under the oak. Haha. This is great.

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  6. Gee, I wish I had a view from my kitchen window that lovely! Lucky lady, funny story.

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  7. Margaret says:

    Peace at last. I’m happy for her. Great set up and an ending with oomph.

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  8. ansumani says:

    I paused to wonder what that man was doing under the oak tree . Looks like he was doing nothing at all – useless man 🙂 Good riddance.

    The pace of the story was perfect.

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  9. rgayer55 says:

    Not too soon. Maggot have to eat too. Just make sure he’s downwind from the house.

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  10. subroto says:

    Yikes! Looks like he is going to be fertilizer soon.

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  11. plaridel says:

    she made sure he kept his promise. good one.

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  12. liz young says:

    Too many wives would be happy with the same view – well written.

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  13. Jan Brown says:

    You created the perfect mood for your protagonist to tell her cold, dark story. Quite effective use of first person narration!

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  14. draliman says:

    Heh heh. He’ll be good fertiliser!

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  15. MythRider says:

    Well, she took care of that problem and fertilized the garden.

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  16. The Voice says:

    LOL… very nice. I hoped you’d end it that way and you didn’t disappoint. Well done.

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  17. Dale says:

    Love the tone of this, Sir! I like the twist (was expecting him to be seated, strapped, gagged, etc…!)

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  18. It’s very good. I like it. I was surprised.
    Tracey

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  19. Oh, what the hell.
    Leave it up.

    😉 Randy

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  20. Danny James says:

    Yikes! The ending caught me by surprise.

    DJ

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  21. mandibelle16 says:

    Oh my. He hung himself, poor sad man. I think it was his wife. She doesn’t seem like a happy or a nice women.

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  22. paulmclem says:

    Was worried this was going to be another FF “body buried under the flowerbed” job, but it wasn’t….which was good. Enjoyed this one.

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  23. I didn’t see that coming – nice twist…in the wind.

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  24. siobhan1967 says:

    oh this is fab!! loved it all the way through then laughed out loud at the last line – very clever, jolly well done.

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  25. What an image. I shuddered and then laughed!

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  26. Bloggeuse says:

    Excellent stuff – agree with other posters: her matter-of-fact tone belies the horror of what she’s done, and perhaps what she’s been through. Great twist.

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  27. Tartan gothic, for sure. This puts a dampener on things. And what a sad life they must have had.

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  28. Yikes and double yikes.
    I was enjoying the steady comforting pace and then Bam! Loved the twist.

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  29. Wow life has hardened her to love that view.

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  30. Dear CE,

    I love her straight forward, matter of fact tone. At the expense of being accused of being a ghoul, I laughed out loud at the end. Well done.

    Shalom

    Rochelle

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  31. Sandra says:

    Well at least he’s performing a last useful service, keeping the flies away from the house. So gruesome it was almost delicious. Well done as ever CE.

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  32. C – You are back writing grim, and i like it. The coldness of her reaction is really well created, and the concerns of the flies. I like how you slowly slipped us the truth… Despite his bad sides I do not feel a lot of sympathies for the woman (first person works really well here).

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  33. emmylgant says:

    Gruesome…
    And yet quite entertaining once I swatted a few flies.
    I like the sing-song tone of the narrator’s POV…It fits the foggy scenery quite well.
    .

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  34. That’s a grim view to be looking out on. Great story.

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  35. Miles Rost says:

    Yikes…

    Well done to catch the true feeling of things…

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