The Mistress’s Tale – Friday Fictioneers, August 2017

Copyright Dale Rogerson

I gave the giant teddy-bear to my niece; I was forty-one, for God’s sake, and I knew it came from his samples stock.

The size eight underwear… I kept it a while… hope springs eternal and all that – but when I tried to return it I discovered it was a discontinued line.  Long since discontinued.

After he dumped me, he left flowers on my doorstep… garage forecourt stuff, three carnations, a wilted rose and much greenery.

Short arms, deep pockets, some guys.

I heard he had a heart attack later that week.

Probably trying to open his wallet.

If you thought you read something else earlier on, you’re not imagining it.  I decided to change my story.  😉   The multi-talented Rochelle leads the Friday Fictioneers out onto the dance floor once again this week with a lovely photo from the admirable Dale Rogerson.  Thanks to both.

 

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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86 Responses to The Mistress’s Tale – Friday Fictioneers, August 2017

  1. wmqcolby says:

    Yes, there is a way that seems right, but its end is destruction. And I have seen this many times in lives of others I have known.

    Brilliant job, as usual, Sandra! Always a pleasure. 🙂

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  2. neilmacdon says:

    Brimming with angry character!

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  3. Iain Kelly says:

    She doesn’t seem too upset at her loss, I can’t imagine why?! 🙂

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  4. Dear Sandra,

    I don’t know what you changed that last line from but I must say, to quote a certain British friend. is a cracker. Love it.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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  5. Superb tone to this piece. The asperity in her description is at odds with the lavish flowers, which really adds tension and gives you a great sense of this relationship. Excellent work.

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  6. Moon says:

    I loved your last line, couldn’t help laughing . 🙂Great story , Sandra.

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  7. Lata Sunil says:

    Short arms, deep pockets – great line there. And the end was funny. Great take.

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  8. Men always complain that women are mercenary when it comes to being given things. What someone gives is sometimes habit, sometimes means but sometimes a lack of commitment. I prefer the rare jewel that actually thinks about the gift and gets something fun and tailored to the recipient. Which your MC didn’t do, and it’s unsurprising when the relationship’s trajectory is a nosedive. Your details here really set out the deficiencies of the relationship, without a word about them. Well done.

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  9. Sue says:

    Oh, my…you may be the mistress of the second thought, but you’re certainly the mistress of a great ending, Sandra!

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  10. Rowena says:

    This made me laugh. Well done. Could have been Bill in my story.
    xx Rowena

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  11. gahlearner says:

    She’s not gonna miss him and his ‘generosity’.

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  12. Sandra says:

    Yes, I was struck by that. Thanks for reading Rowena.

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  13. Lynn Love says:

    I don’t object to a man giving a gift that costs nowt – if he’s skint – but just because he’s tight … 🙂 Love your tale, Sandra and the mean menu of gifts on offer. Time was all he needed to spend – time, care and attention.

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  14. Varad says:

    What a killer last line! Absolutely brilliant, Sandra. Loved the tone and the language here. Cheers, Varad

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  15. Dale says:

    Oh man! Love what you did with this, Sandra!
    Methinks she won’t be sad to let his “keeper” go… Love the term short arms, deep pockets – we use it here too!

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  16. Oh Sandra, that was so bad you made me LOL

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  17. britlight says:

    Ha! Size eight underwear – hope springs eternal. Love it!! Great take!

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  18. Jelli says:

    She’ll probably send him a bouquet of recycled flowers from someone else’s grave…that would be fitting.

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  19. three carnations, a wilted rose and much greenery – this sentence says a thousand things about this loser-man. What a great take on the prompt!

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  20. Indira says:

    Last line made me lol. Beautiful writing Sandra. Great take.

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  21. Life Lessons of a Dog Lover says:

    Love the cynicism in this, it really made me smile, sort of a been there done that smile.

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  22. granonine says:

    This is a story that repeats itself over and over. You’ve told it with heart and empathy.

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  23. Or maybe she slow-poisoned him 🙂 Superb take Sandra!

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  24. gravadee says:

    She should be upset, sad. last line is funny but I still wonder why

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  25. Do I detect a wee bit of bitchiness here? After all, there are two sides to every story! Guess their marriage was far from a teddy bears picnic!

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  26. Liz Young says:

    Loved that last line! I shall store it away to utter at an appropriate moment.

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  27. draliman says:

    Ha ha, made me smile 🙂

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  28. pennygadd51 says:

    Good grimly humorous writing! Especially the killer last line.

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  29. Well I hate to raIse the thought 😑 but maybe he didn’t have enough “green” to be lavish with all the ladies he was romancing. Just possible.

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  30. Martin Cororan says:

    I have a friend who keeps their money in a mattress. I’ll get them to read this…

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  31. subroto says:

    Ha! Ha! That last line is a killer. (Note to self: start exercising those short arms).

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  32. Ha ha – what a tale. Love the dismissive tone.

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  33. There is such a bite to this, but with smiling sarcasm. Love it!

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  34. rgayer55 says:

    I always enjoy your work, but this has to be one of my favorites. Generally, the mistress gets better gifts than the wife, so I have to wonder what kind of garbage he was bringing home to her. Maybe she should have gifted him some spray lubricant to help get that wallet open.

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  35. I’m with the others, re that last line. It’s just hilarious. Also I loved the description of the flowers, as the sort from a garage forecourt, as I always think those bouquets look rather sad and cheap –hastily put together for a hasty purchase.

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  36. Dee says:

    Nice one Sandra.
    Short arms, deep pockets was a favourite of my grandfather, along with ‘ he could walk under a door wearing a top hat that one’ – as a child it took a while to work that one out. Northern wit ‘eh?
    Would have loved to read the original ending…

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  37. Love it. No sympathy due, no sympathy given.

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  38. Hehehehe
    I know someone like that.

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  39. landofimages says:

    Love the ending, so funny 🙂

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