Copyright Adam Ickes
Friday Fictioneers are preparing to launch their weekly foray into the world of the 100 word (or thereabouts) story.
As ever, Rochelle is in the driving seat, whilst the rest of us climb into place on her bus.
Thanks again Rochelle for your efforts, and for the way you manage to get around all the participants’ stories, even though there are more and more every week.
“I’m over him really, but thanks for listening.”
Ellen hugged me. “That’s what friends are for, hon.”
As a divorcee herself, she understood the emotional roller-coaster.
“Thanks for the quiche,” she called, as I drove off.
Ellen was a true friend, always so tactful. She hated quiche, almost as much as Guy loved it. I’d prepared it carefully, using mushrooms I’d located in the woods…after extensive research.
Guy was a sadistic bastard, an emotional terrorist. I’d felt for her, the moment I’d seen his boots on her porch.
So I was helping her out here; that’s what friends are for.
castelsarrasin 
Dear Sandra,
Quite the twist at the end of this one. Bon apetit, Guy, enjoy your quiche of death. I really enjoyed this one. Should I have? 😉
Shalom,
Rochelle.
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Nicely punned, Rochelle!
“The quiche of death.” 😉
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Quiche of death… now why didn’t I think of that! Would have been a much better title. Thanks for reading Rochelle and Lynda.
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Ah,killing two birds with one stone;-)Guy got it coming and guess Ellen may have to pay a price too,lol!Loved this Sandra:-)
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Ellen may, if the narrator chooses to deny having provided the quiche…
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Tee!hee!That would be a nice twist;-)
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Oh, wow! Your story, unlike the quiche, is simply delicious!!!
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Thanks Jan, glad it was to your taste. 😉
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Brilliant story, loved the build up and the twist at the end. Well done, as always 🙂
I enjoy quiche, but hate mushrooms, just in case you ever invite me for tea!!
Dee
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One thing you’ll never be offered at my home Dee is home-made pastry. I never do it, and I can even beat the life out of frozen pastry so you’d be quite safe. My ‘death by chocolate’ however, is quite another matter. 🙂
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This is why I avoid mushrooms. Well that and the fact that I find them disgusting. Loved the twist at the end.
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Thanks Adam, great photo.
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Yikes! In your always-somewhat-understated (what I tend to think of as English, but not always) was, you’ve hit another winner. I love ‘shrooms, but I think I’ll pass on this one.
janet
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You’d be wise to do that, Janet. ‘Understated’ hey? I’ll take that as a compliment. 🙂
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Good. That’s the way I meant it. It’s one of the things I enjoy about many English writer; that and the fact that they can say someone had an affair or a couple went to bed without having to then give us the play-by-play of what went on. 🙂
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Is that an English trait? I never thought about it. I’ve often been asked why I don’t write for women’s magazines but I couldn’t do all that soppy stuff… it’s not in my genes.
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Is it bad that I want quiche right now? Not with mushrooms though, I hate mushrooms.
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It would be bad if you wanted any of MY quiche! 🙂 I love mushrooms, but only fried.
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I love mushrooms but hate quiche. Nice story!
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One up for the mushrooms! You’re bucking the trend here. Thanks for reading.
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Sandra, that is quite a dark side you have there. Hats off to you. I really liked the casual pace of this one.
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Thanks Honie, I try to keep it under wraps but it nearly always sneaks out.
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Brilliant!
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Thanks Pirate! 🙂
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that’s exactly what friends are for 🙂 tasty tale. i love your dark side 🙂
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Thanks kz! 🙂
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Oops that was exactly what he deserved I guess.. and I think I know which kind of mushroom… indeed it goes quickly..
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If you’re so well up on mushrooms Bjorn, I’ll pass on your quiche. 🙂 Thanks for reading.
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Such a brill twist, darkly satisfying, lol 🙂
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Thanks Helen, glad you liked it.
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How many forkfuls will it take to swell guys tongue enough to bring an end to her misery?
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According to Bjorn, it might just be the one. Thanks for reading JK.
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A sweet twist at the end of it all. I liked it!
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LOL!!! Lovely! What are friends for indeed, perhaps she’ll take a bite too!
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🙂 Thanks Glynis.
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Mushrooms are evil, I’m not sure whether the same can be said of your character! Just one thing, if I may. My first interpretation was: MC has Ellen round, feeds her quiche in exchange for sympathy. Ellen, being polite, eats the quiche and thanks MC for it. Ellen will die later, saved from the mistake MC thinks she’s making with Guy. It’s only after re-reading it a couple of times that I think what you intended is: Ellen has MC round. MC brings and leaves a quiche, knowing that Ellen won’t eat it and Guy will. Guy will die and Ellen will be saved that way.
I don’t know if you could clear up this confusion with a few amendments, if you meant it to be there.
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I think you’ve overlooked the fourth paragraph Jen – where it says ‘I drove off’. So what happens is exactly as you’ve said you thought I intended. What I was expecting your eagle eye to detect 🙂 was the use of the word emotional twice which I didn’t see until I’d published it. I left it in, because I couldn’t think of an effective alternative to ’emotional roller coaster’ and ’emotional terrorist’. Thanks for reading and taking the trouble to read it again.
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I think you’re right, Sandra, maybe I read it as “she drove”. I can’t remember. I suppose the point I was making is “thanks for the quiche” could mean she’s already eaten it, so I wondered if there was a way to make it clearer that she hadn’t. Anyway, I enjoyed your story, and I think you’re allowed emotional twice. Future scholars will read all sorts of things into the double use and the parallels you are drawing between past and present pain…
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Oh how I look forward to your twisted stories each week, Sandra. Skillful turns and chilling directions; I love it! The quiche seems so benign; until it isn’t. Bravo!
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Thank you! 🙂
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So well written! You gave it a great twist.
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Thank you! 🙂
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Now THAT’s a true friend!
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Isn’t it just! 😉
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Well, at least he probably enjoyed his last meal 😉 Friends just make everything better. Great story!
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Sometimes you can never do enough for your best friend. Thanks for reading.
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Thats what friends are for indeed…
Nice!
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Thank you!
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Love quiche but hate mushrooms. Evidently, he loved quiche with mushrooms…aha…he got what he deserved. Will he be buried in the mushroom patch?
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Seems like a good place for him… Thanks for reading Lora.
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Hell hath no fury…. when will Guy ever learn. Looks like school’s out.
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Just so long as men know where they stand… Thanks for reading Joseph.
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That’s quite the friend she has there. I hope she never gets on her bad side or it could be mushroom soup time!
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Quite the friend indeed. Thanks for reading. 🙂
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Darn…didn’t pick up immediately on the twist…then it hit me, not as bad as it hit Guy though I bet 😉
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Yes, he’ll never know what’s hit him. Thanks for reading.
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Yep! A pleasure to read!
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Hi Sandra,
So many elements at play here, revenge, lost love, friendship, nature study, and cuisine, all cooked into one deliciously devious tale. Ron
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Murder on the menu again, I’m afraid Ron. Can’t stay away from it. 🙂 Thanks for reading.
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Oh no! But sure he deserved it? Brilliant as always Sandra! 🙂
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Thank you! Revenge is sweet… or savoury perhaps.
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oh, what a feast awaits a deserving guy!
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His last supper will be memorable… briefly. Thanks for reading.
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Quiche me quick! I hope it’s quick. And I don’t eat quiche since I don’t like cheese, so go to it whenever its necessary. Somehow the murderous tales tend to be the most fun!
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I must admit I’m rather partial to ‘offing’ people…
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The quiche of death strikes! Great story, Sandra, such a neat twist.
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Thanks Joanna! 🙂
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Whoa! What a twist! Well done.
Here’s mine: http://unexpectedpaths.com/friday-fictioneers/big-shoes-to-fill/
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Hi Maggie, thanks. Just been over to yours.
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A great story Sandra. I loved the twist at the end. Where would we be without good friends!
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In the arms of their ex-husband, I suspect… Thanks for dropping by Mike.
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Excellent work here, Sandra. I was starting to suspect the ending whey you mentioned Guy loved quiche, but I wasn’t prepared for the HILARIOUS last line. It’s a gem!
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Thanks Sandra! 🙂
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Oh I love these kind of stories! Good going!
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Thanks Jackie 🙂
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Oh ouch! What a twist at the end! Love it.
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Thank you!
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Oh that’s just wicked, but deserving! I hope there are some interesting side-effects from those very special mushrooms. Convulsions anyone?
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I think there will be some main effects, as well as some side effects… 🙂
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Wonderful! I love the way that you don’t tell us that the quiche is poisonous, because it leaves us to come to that conclusion ourselves. Show don’t tell rule was well represented here 🙂
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Thank you Kerrieann. 🙂
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You’re welcome 🙂
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Wild mushrooms, so hard to tell apart. “It was an accident, officer. I swear.” 🙂 The subtext of this story could fill another 1000 words, I’m sure. Great job.
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Thanks David 🙂
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I really like this. Hmmmm, given me an idea …
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I shall refuse to be implicated in whatever it is you have in mind… 🙂
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Terrific tale of love, betrayal and revenge all in 100 words.
Superb.
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Reading this, having just read the one about an insect eating her mate…just saying
I’m going to follow this blog, but it’s mostly out of fear…
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Ah! A sensible man. You can never have too much information about the way we women operate. 😉
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