Trial by Breakfast (Friday Fictioneers – March 2015)

 

Copyright Erin Leary

Her eyes were like saucers as the priest laid the plate before her.

Five fried eggs and wholemeal toast!

The starving beggar-girl wolfed everything down quickly … noisily.

“You didn’t say Grace,” the priest reproved, and she bowed her head, embarrassed.

“No matter,” he continued, “I blessed the food during preparation.”

Out on the dusty cobbles, he held back her long hair as she violently spewed her breakfast.

“Infallible,” he murmured, “no better way to uncover the devil’s spawn.”

“Come,” he said, pulling her towards the crypt, “there is work to be done. We shall travel to hell and back before nightfall.”

What?   ‘Write what you see’… that’s what it says on the tin.  And I saw five fried eggs (admittedly appearing to have been served up in a well-used cat litter tray – but hey, you can take realism too far, I think).   🙂 

Today we shall be completing the last leg of our journey back to the UK, and my grateful thanks are owed to Rochelle (the lady with the velvet glove) for enabling me to have an early peek at the photo prompt, so that I can simply post the link to Friday Fictioneers as we make our way to the ferry. Looking forward to home comforts for a while.

 

About Sandra

I cruise the French waterways with my husband four or five months a year, and write fiction and poetry. I love animals, F1 motor racing, French bread and my husband, though not necessarily in that order.
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107 Responses to Trial by Breakfast (Friday Fictioneers – March 2015)

  1. MrBinks says:

    😀 What a great take!
    I now fancy a full English, though perhaps I’ll cook it myself.

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  2. Dear Sandra,

    Now that’s a tried and true way to reveal a witch. Dare I say unpalatable? It makes me wonder what he ‘blessed’ the eggs with. Well written as always.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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  3. dmmacilroy says:

    Dear Sandra,

    Ah, the science of religion. I love it. You’ve illustrated well the fly in the ointment. Very nice take on the prompt.

    Aloha,

    Doug

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  4. Oh, the hidden horrors…or maybe not so hidden. Poor girl, I can feel her desperation, relief and confusion mixed all in one. Good one, Sandra.

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  5. suej says:

    Oh, brilliant!!

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  6. Horus says:

    I saw those eggs too Sandra! 🙂
    Nicely done as always! – happy journey !

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  7. Another monster cloaked by religion! Safe travels. Skip the eggs.

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  8. I’d throw up too if I ate five eggs . Where do we come up with these tests?

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  9. wildbilbo says:

    Ok, get the felling this poor lass has been poisoned by a crazy pastor rather than the alternative (a devil-woman who’s throwing up blessed eggs). Interesting take, and a very well written story.
    Cheers
    KT

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  10. Whoof. There’s a story. Some imagination you have (unless it’s autobiographical?).

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  11. There you go with that imagination of yours again. You’re awfully good at this because this particular photo would leave me with a major case of writer’s block.

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  12. Safe travels, Sandra, and another wonderfully written story. No excuses needed for where you went with the prompt. Imagination is, generally, a good thing and you proved that once again.

    janet

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  13. Great take on the prompt. Witch hunts, the crusades, gotta’ love religion. Well done, Sandra.

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  14. P.S. Love the title.

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  15. That’s an insidious trial, catching someone unaware like that. I think a starving person would throw up that much food in any case. Great story.

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  16. paulmclem says:

    Would boiled eggs do the same trick? Weird one this week, Sandra, but I’m up for that.

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  17. erinleary says:

    Love this interpretation! What a great story – as usual! Safe travels.

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  18. storydivamg says:

    Fabulous story, Sandra. I’m glad you saw fried eggs because this was an excellent bit of horror writing, something a bit off your normal circuit but amazingly rendered.

    All my best,
    Marie Gail

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  19. That’s what I saw too – fried eggs. Loved your story but hated the ending.

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  20. I think mushrooms would work as good as eggs.. but I guess the priest blessing was what did it.. creepy crypt ..

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  21. Joe Owens says:

    Crypt walking on an empty and queasy stomach would not be my choice, but then the priest knows his task. I wish you well in your travels Sandra.

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  22. Loco mente says:

    Very different…!

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  23. i b arora says:

    grim but it did happen over and over again

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  24. Great story. Have a safe trip home.

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  25. A great story. And I love that you saw five fried eggs – made me laugh!
    Claire

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  26. Ah yes, the Middle Ages. Unfortuntely, there were religious who led people away from God as well as those who led them to Him. If that particular priest goes to hell, he might be kept there. Well done, Sandra. — Suzanne

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  27. draliman says:

    Great story! That’s one way to identify demonic possession – sanctified fried eggs 🙂
    Or maybe she just ate too much too fast after having so little for so long…

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  28. Liz Young says:

    That’s pretty disgusting! Unfortunately it’s also too near the truth for comfort.

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  29. hafong says:

    Wow, 5 fried eggs! A great story.

    Lily

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  30. Jan Brown says:

    Good story, but so sad that the kind priest turns out to be a witch hunter. Why is religion so often perverted to the twisted goals of a few influential freaks? If he wants to find the devil’s spawn, that priest need only look in the mirror.

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  31. Being a lapsed Catholic, I wanted to slap that priest. He just had to say something…he couldn’t just let her eat in peace. No wonder she hurled…great tale 🙂

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  32. mjlstories says:

    Great tale – quite a twisted journey you took us on. Brilliant.
    (The priest’s motto – go to work on an egg.)

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  33. Enjoyed your dastardly tale immensely. The Priest I feel wanted for his own reasons to perform and exorcism. I don’t fancy the poor girls future. Great tale.

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  34. plaridel says:

    it wasn’t sunny side up eggs, i suppose? the priest wouldn’t know how to do that.

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  35. The worst kind of compassion, that which is false and cloaked in religion. I hate this tale but love your writing.

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  36. micklively says:

    I’m not sure where this is going but it leaves me wanting more.

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  37. Sandra says:

    Thank you Tracey. I loved your story this week.

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  38. I read your story yesterday and swore blind I’d commented before now. Well written piece. Loved how you changed the ‘Blessing’ from a simple religious act into something much more powerful. Nicely done.

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  39. rgayer55 says:

    Such an easy target for the priest to prey on. It must have been a slow day at the rectory.

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  40. gahlearner says:

    That’s some blessing. Some can justify anything with religion. Very chilling, great story.

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  41. Superbly vile depiction of the evils of religious fanaticism.

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  42. Amy Reese says:

    What a great take! Is is all in what you see, and fried eggs, yes…I can see it now, Sandra. Poor girl. Perhaps it was just a horrible meal. Enjoy the rest of your trip!

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  43. Amy Reese says:

    Or, he blessed it with poison. What a sick, demented human hiding behind religion.

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  44. luckyjc007 says:

    Yes..it looks like eggs to me too. Great twist on these, I love your imagination.

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  45. jwdwrites says:

    Well I didn’t see that coming!

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  46. Margaret says:

    A wonderfully different response to the picture. Such a tragic tale.

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  47. Oh my, scary child. I never would have thought of that kind of a twist. I’m so totally impressed and well I should be. You are a powerful writer. I want to write just like you. Mmmm … practice – practice – practice. YUP … I will be. Thank you for inspiring me to be a better writer. : )

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  48. penshift says:

    What?! No fried mushrooms? We devil spawn demand fried mushrooms!!!

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  49. Michael B. Fishman says:

    It’s sad that there were probably women killed as being a witch based on a test as arbitrary as something like this. However, the story made me smile because it reminded me of the scene from Monty Python and the Holy Grail where the townspeople want to burn a woman they suspect of being a witch.
    Arthur: “Why do witches burn?”
    Townsman: Because they’re made of wood?”
    Arthur: “So, how do we tell if she’s made of wood?”
    Townsman: “Build a bridge out of her!”

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  50. pattisj says:

    That’s one trip I wouldn’t want to take! The mushrooms do look like fried eggs, good eye, Sandra.

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  51. subroto says:

    She must have some sort of egg-zema. Crafty devil that priest.

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  52. Chills, Sandra. This one leaves me wondering all kinds of things… none of them pleasant. It is visually and dramatically compelling. Wonderful!

    Welcome home!

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  53. AnnIsikArts says:

    What’s about to happen in the crypt can’t be worse than five fried eggs on a bed of used cat litter.

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