Private Party – Friday Fictioneers, December 2016

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Copyright Roger Bultot

 

The Maitre D’ steps into my path.

“You can’t go in there, madam.”

“But there are no free tables back here,” I protest.

A group of people wander past me into the darkened area of the restaurant, flooding it with a warm crimson glow.

“Private party,” he says, noticing my curious gaze.

“You may join us, if you wish,” whispers a voice behind me. An insistent hand nudges my elbow, guiding, pulling…

“I- I wouldn’t want to intrude,” I stammer.

The Maitre D’ nods approvingly.

Ten miles further on, I pass the carnage, the tangled wreckage.

And I realise I’m no longer hungry.

 

Well, it wouldn’t be Christmas if we didn’t have a ghost story, would it?  🙂  May I wish all Friday Fictioneers a very merry Christmas and a healthy, happy and creative New Year.  Thanks to our resident Mother Christmas, Rochelle, for her tireless dedication to Friday Fictioneers. 

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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38 Responses to Private Party – Friday Fictioneers, December 2016

  1. neilmacdon says:

    Ghosts of parties past. A nicely seasonal chiller, Sandra

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  2. Ooooh it took my a few reads and also the hint you gave about ‘ghost story’, then it clicked! Love it! No, that’s not the party you want to get into to.

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  3. Dear Sandra,

    I think I’d lose my appetite, too. Ah, Christmas and ghosts do seem to go together and you write it so well.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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  4. Good thing she held out about not joining. That’s really creepy, Sandra. Good writing as always. Happy Holidays to you and yours. 🙂 — Suzanne

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  5. Iain Kelly says:

    Like Jessie it took me a couple of reads to click, but excellent once I ‘got it’. Chilling story.

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  6. paulmclem says:

    As ever, you aren’t afraid to challenge us with your writing, Sandra. I have my own take on this, not sure if it will necessarily match other readers, but that’s ok. Merry Christmas to you and yours. See you next week.

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    • Sandra says:

      It’s weird, but I actually thought this was so obvious I took the word ‘icy’ out the ‘insistent hand’. I don’t mean to challenge, honestly! 🙂 Happy Christmas to you and yours too, Paul.

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  7. wmqcolby says:

    Holy COW, this was creepy. Great exclamation mark of an ending. I went “whoa!” on that one.

    Have a Merry Christmas, Sandra, and to your whole family.

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  8. ceayr says:

    Stylishly spooky.
    Is there anything you can’t do?
    Joyeux Noël, Sandra

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  9. It took me a couple of reads but very worth it!

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  10. Sue says:

    Ooh, I’m feeling chilly now…. Have a great Christas, and all the best for 2017, Sandra

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  11. Well, I would call that a vise choice. Nicely done, as always. Merry Christmas!!!

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  12. A story with impact. Let’s keep safe on the roads this festive season.

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  13. Thanks for the Christmas chill, Sandra! Merry Christmas.

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  14. I hate driving by accidents and I don’t like sirens. A chilling tale on this week’s photo prompt. Happy Holidays!

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  15. Mike says:

    I often wondered if ghosts got hungry, now I know.

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  16. rgayer55 says:

    The ghost of Christmas accidents? One drink, two drinks, three drinks, floor. Or this case much worse.

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  17. draliman says:

    Yeeks! It’s nice to see them still partying anyway, given their unfortunate condition 🙂

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  18. Liz Young says:

    It was the warm crimson glow that got to me – well written.

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  19. Dale says:

    Yes, Christmas and chilling stories do go hand in hand, don’t they? As per usual… you did more than a stand-up job!!

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  20. I would not be hungry either… even less thirsty actually, chilling.

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  21. Rowena says:

    I think your ghost could’ve eaten too much sozzled Christmas Cake. Forget counting your drinks, it’s the pieces of sozzled Christmas Cake. Trent alerted me to this.
    I read through this a few times with the hints and still didn’t get the ghost reference. I’m Australian and struggle at times…even by the picture of the diner. I am starting to wonder whether a piece of Christmas Cake might actually help my mental function…just no driving afterwards.

    Best wishes,
    Rowena

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  22. Michael Wynn says:

    Oh yes, a party well and fortunately avoided

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  23. Thank God, she didn’t join them!
    Merry Christmas and happy New year!

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  24. Spooky as they come. Well written as usual

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  25. Amy Reese says:

    She stumbled upon quite the private party. You always got to be a bit suspicious of those, right? Great writing, Sandra. Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!!

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  26. plaridel says:

    the maitre d’ was her guardian angel. bless her heart.

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  27. subroto says:

    A private ghost party, bit lucky that she did not join in. A very subtle ghost story – nice one.

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  28. Nothing like a spooky Christmas to make you want to hit the egg nog! 😉

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  29. k rawson says:

    Haunting! That’s one roadside dinner to miss. Nicely done.

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  30. rogershipp says:

    Wow… took me a moment to catch the clues. Well done!

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