The one word prompt from Lillie McFerrin’s Five Sentence fiction this week is ‘Awkward’.
“So tell me Jenny, how is it going with my husband then?’ queried Sarah, as she carefully set her coffee cup back on its saucer and reached out for another chocolate éclair.
Her friend choked, spraying the pristine white tablecloth with half-masticated vanilla slice, causing the occupants of nearby tables to look up in initial consternation, quickly tempered with distaste.
“I’ve always found,” continued Sarah, picking at a well-manicured fingernail, “that men are so much more…er… creative, in the earlier stages of a relationship, but then familiarity sets in and everything becomes routine – until, of course, someone comes along to inject a little long-overdue spice into the situation.”
Riveted to her seat, Jenny glanced wildly around the tearoom, cheeks crimson, and eyes watering under the speculative gaze of the other customers.
“Are we nearly through here, do you think?” said Sarah, picking up her handbag, “because if we are, you must let me get the bill; I rather think I owe you, my dear.”