Janet Webb provided our photo prompt for this week’s Friday Fictioneers. It’s the perfect image for a 100-word Valentine post, don’t you think? As you will see, this is not my ordinary story. Hubby better find some chocolate, that’s all I’m saying.
“How did I get here?” mumbled Mary to herself. Looking around, she realized she was sitting in the brick-paved alley behind Nick’s Lonely Hearts Lounge. She vaguely remembered arriving at the club in the slinky red dress and heels she’d found at Goodwill for the Valentine’s Day party. Once again, she had hoped Cupid’s arrow would pierce the heart of a suitor and her nights at Nick’s would end. She kicked off the remaining shoe, tucked her legs under her and attempted to rise to her feet. That’s when she saw the bloody filet knife on the ground beside her.
Well, that’s the end of that! Won’t you join us? Everyone is welcome to participate: Write, or read what others have posted. You just have to play by the rules which can be found at the blog of our lovely Friday Fictioneers host, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.