Mouse On The Prowl

Another Wednesday another ‘Friday Fictioneers’. A 100 words of fiction based around the photo prompt provided. If you haven’t tried it yet, you’re missing a treat. Follow the link and join its merry band of participants.

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Photo Copyright : Marie Gail Stratford

She looked at the clock, to the windows, to the chairs. Everything looked the same. But it wasn’t. The hands of the clock seemed faster, the lights a little darker and a melancholy scent hung in the air.

“Meet me in the library” he’d typed. “I have something to ask you” he’d typed. Of course she’d agreed. She’d been invisible for so long, a faceless shadow amidst the heat.

Three months of solitary seduction.

Entirely by email.

Anonymous.

He’d apologised for disturbing her. Said his appointment was late. Left the door ajar when he left.

Sally got up, straightened her skirt and closed another door!

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15 thoughts on “Mouse On The Prowl

    • It was supposed to read as though, he came, didn’t like what he saw, pretended he was there for another reason and left. Its funny how you picture the scene as you write but not everyone reads it the same 🙂

  1. I always wondered how those involved handle a situation like this, do you make an excuse and walk or do you stay and pretend? Nicely done Helen.

  2. Well written, Helen. That’s really sad. It’s a good thing she found out though. Hopefully she can now move on. You wouldn’t even be sure if they sent a photo as they might send one of someone else. Good story. —- Suzanne

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