This challenge is produced by GirlieOnTheEdge with the following simple rules:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word – CANVAS
Click here to hear the author read his words:
The Painting
Ooh, that looks like a new painting, says my femme du moment as we move towards our usual table in our favourite restaurant.
I stop dead, staring at the superb piece of artwork which depicts a narrow wooden pier running diagonally across the canvas.
Indeed, I say, signalling to the maître d’, I think I prefer to sit at the other window this evening.
Mais certainement, Monsieur Ayr, of course, we can always accommodate ze famous author!
Oh that’s a shame, says my companion, we can’t see the painting from here, just the boats and the sea and the sunset.
Hmm, I murmur absently, wondering how long the artist took to complete the work, and reminding myself to check tomorrow that, even at low tide, the weighted sack containing the body of my late wife is not visible.
Another splendid twist. Think I’d be used to them by now but my sudden gasp suggested otherwise! Great stuff.
I like ‘sudden gasp’!
Good to see you back, Lindsey.
The dastardly deed must remain undiscovered…he has a date on the morrow with another woman!
Laughing, Liz.
So many women and so little time!
Poor suffering man! 🤣
Nice twist. Um, I wouldn’t order the crabs for a while.
Laughing.
Great comment, D!
Deliciously macabre! The French flavourings are perfect.
On a side note: when I first saw the photo of the pier, with that tall strut part at the shore edge, I thought of a guillotine… and I imagined someone being beheaded, their noggin landing with a soft plump on the sand to be later washed away. And I thought: must not prejudice CE’s story with my own dark thoughts, only to be suitably delighted by the author’s twist! Ha!
Glad you enjoyed, Ford.
Re side note: I do like when a reader runs with her/his own version of the story, that’s what creativity is all about
Another ‘killer’ last line which definitely didn’t disappoint. Bravo, mon ami!
Merci, ma chère amie!
*snickering under my breath* That was great! I love a good twist 🙂
Thank you, Ms Kingston, comments like yours brighten my whole day.
I am so glad that it does! I really enjoy your posts!
Hahahahahaha–I LOVED the ending!!!!
Thank you, Zelda, I am all smiles here!
That makes 2 of us! I must have a twisted mind to laugh at buried spouses…I’m a bit of a true-crime addict…vicarious justice, maybe 🙂 Have a great weekend!
How low the tide gets should have been one of the first things he checked. Always have disposal nailed down tighter than a drum, it’s bodies turning up that has thrown a wrench into the works of many a perfect murder.
Wise words indeed, Ms Messy.
Perhaps I can come to you for guidance when I next have to rid myself of an inconvenience?
lol!
Nice ‘sharp-angle close’ to your Six this week. (Totally misdirected with the apparent attitude of the protagonist toward the artist).
nice
Thanks, Clark, misdirection is my middle name (or would be if it started with ‘e’)
I’m wondering if they were dining at a seafood restaurant and he sniffed a whiff of wife?
I think I’d best refrain from responding here, so many possibilities…
Something fishy about this response.
great six and the photo is perfect
Much obliged, good sir!
Your wickedness knows no bounds. Long may it continue.
Laughing.
I look on myself more as a pragmatist, Doug
A pragmatist is simply a disappointed romantic with a keyboard. 😉
It looks like I am not the only one not expecting that twist at the end. That was quite a hook!
I do enjoy a wee twist, Pat!
I didn’t expect the painting of the pier to get him worried about where he buried his wife. I thought he might have been the one to have painted it. Nice description: “my femme du moment”
I try to not go where my reader expects, Frank!
Run mama, run! (she says to la femme du moment)
Don’t know why, but the film Secret Window came to mind.
Hm…story within a story?
Sound advice, Denise.
Sadly, it seems that so many of my ‘friends’ vanish abruptly…
Mm, nice twist and an excellent ‘rank badjin’.
Deliciously detached wickedness.
Favourite line? ‘I stop dead…’
Thanks, Jenne.
Calton Creek’ll never be the same again!
Whoa! Wasn’t expecting that! What a twist.
That’s what I do, Kate!