Copyright Jean L Hayes
“You ate them???”
Mo stares at her eggy plate.
“Not all of them…”
“Where are the others then?”
She holds his gaze defiantly.
“In the cake.”
His father had been right. When Joe said his girlfriend had a terrific rack, his Dad remarked that must be where she kept her brains, ‘cos they sure as hell weren’t in her head.
“Those eggs were the pride of my collection. Rare as hens’ teeth.”
She glances nervously towards the freshly-chopped almonds on the worktop.
“Those weren’t….”
Joe sighs.
“It’s a metaphor, Mo.”
“I thought they were just nuts…”
She’ll have to go.
Bereft of literary inspiration, I’m just making up the numbers this week. Sorry about this. 😦 Thanks to Rochelle for all her hard work on keeping the Friday Fictioneers on track and trundling on.
castelsarrasin 
That made me laugh
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Thanks Neil.
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Nice chuckle, poor girl…
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Thanks, Iain.
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It seems awful to laugh at Mo but this was very funny!
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Thanks Edith.
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🙂
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I laughed and shuddered to think what eggs from a collection might taste like.
I wish I could occasionally be this bereft of literary inspiration!
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These days, CE, I feel as though I’ve used just about used up every idea under the sun. I wonder whether it’s possible to write myself out of this torpor or whether I should simply take a long rest.
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I understand that, Sandra. Not long ago I felt that my FF efforts were becoming too formulaic and took a break, writing much longer pieces, even novellas. I also spent more time reading instead of writing, and I feel that my mojo is pretty much back again. I guess our brains, like our bodies, need a variety of exercises to stay in shape. Please don’t abandon us completely, I look forward to your writing more than anyone’s on this, or any other, site. Good luck
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Dear Sandra,
Your version of bereft made me laugh. Nothing to be ashamed of here. Mo isn’t the brightest crayon in the box is she?
Shalom,
Rochelle
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I’m sure we’ve all met a ‘Mo’ at some time. Thanks for the encouragement, Rochelle.
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Made me smile….
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Thanks, Sue.
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Bereft of literary inspiration? But that was such a great story – you really made me smile – especially with that last line!
Susan A Eames at
Travel, Fiction and Photos
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Thanks for your encouragement, Susan.
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Gosh! Yes, Mo must go!
He’ll miss his prized eggs for life.
Stranger Outside?- Anita
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Loved that story, Sandra. A real smile. The thought of her eating those eggs – and baking with them! – just cracks me up. I don’t reckon you’d lost your MoJoe at all!
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Writing is something of a struggle these days, Penny. I’m hoping it will pass. ;(
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Ditto! Sandra. I’m beginning to feel like my FF stories are becoming formulaic. I apologize for my “funny” pieces and think, ‘Well I’ve killed another one’ or ‘I should be nicer to the children in my stories.’
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CE said pretty much the same thing, Alicia. With me I think it’s the ‘voice’ that I’m getting antsy about. It seems repetitive and predictable. Sometimes I feel like writing something really shocking! Watch out!
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Why not pop over to What Pegman Saw? The prompt location is Turkey – if you fancy writing something really shocking, there must be plenty of scope there!
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I say “Bring it on!” 🙂
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Well, I don’t know what to say. The struggle doesn’t show. This week’s story was delightfully written; the pace was perfect. I mean, the comic timing of “In the cake” is spot-on, for example.
I hope you soon find yourself enjoying writing again!
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Well, Sandra. I agree with the rest that this was great and I also had a great laugh. My kids used to take things very literally like that and had great trouble getting their heads around metaphors. My memory I think “keep your eyes peeled” might have been one of them.
Best wishes,
Rowena
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That has to be the most gruesome metaphor ever, Rowena. Thanks for reading.
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I have a friend just like her! Love it, Sandra
Click to read my FriFic tale
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Thanks, Keith.
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So well written, I like this very much. Really made me smile when she looks at the chopped almonds!
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Thanks Jilly.
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Lol.. it was funny.
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Thank you, Lata.
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I’m going to be laughing over this one for a while, I think 🙂
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Aww thank you.
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Great job In spite of your lack of inspiration.
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Thanks, Susan.
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Yep, Dad was right, a good brain beats a good body any day. Nice chuckle.
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Dad’s usually are. 🙂
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Ooops!! THe lights are on but nobody’s home, eh?? Good one!! 😅
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And the lift doesn’t visit the top floor… 🙂 Thanks for visiting Courtney.
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This made me laugh. (Although I have to say I hate the word ‘rack’ in this context – although it sounds like it would fit with these characters.)
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I got that word from an Australian friend. Not one I’d use myself, but very evocative I think. Thanks for visiting, Claire, looking forward to your next book.
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She needs to upgrade her brain to version 2.0.
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She does indeed, James.
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I’m glad you didn’t mention whether she was blond. Or not. 🙂
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🙂 I’m much too politically correct for that.
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Ha… love it..but I shiver at the taste of those aged eggs…
Then egg-collecting is something I really loathe, Mo should be happy with her.
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I once sampled the ‘hundred year old egg’ in Hong Kong. I’m sure it wasn’t, but it tasted like it was. 😦
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I like it. Great humour and very natural dialogue.
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Thanks, Lisa.
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You made me smile, lovely.
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Thank you.
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I love when you apologise for supposedly being “bereft of ideas” or some other hogwash…
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As I said to CE, I do feel as though I’ve written about most things now, and it’s really hard to come up with anything new. Maybe I need a break. Thanks for reading, hope your computer has recovered.
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I say kudos to you for coming up with such interesting pieces. I barely manage. Most of mine are not even fiction as I don’t have that much imagination!
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Ha ha ha. That was fun, though not for these two I’m sure.
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Thanks for visiting.
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Not eggsactly the best grounding for a future relationship. Still laughing.
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I think they’ve probably gone as far as they’re going to go now. Thanks for reading.
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Eek, how old were those eggs she just ate? Fun 🙂
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I loved Father’s thoughts and the name you gave the girlfriend. “Mo” kind of begs to not be the sharpest pencil in the box. Like CE I look forward to your stories.
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Oh, poor Mo. That was funny. I’m sure you’ll get your Mojo back. The Mo is already here, after all. 🙂
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something got lost in translation. 🙂
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Funny story! Nice work!
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She might not be the sharpest knife in the drawer, but she knows the only eggs that should be in the kitchen are those from the grocery.
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I feel Mo is a little out of touch with reality – to say the very least! She’ll have to go before she eats something else she shouldn’t. Great story that made me smile Sandra
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So funny – you’re not making up the numbers at all. Maybe Joe felt sorry for Mo because she isn’t going to be able to survive in the world without being looked after, poor hen.
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Hahahaha! XD
Nice one!!
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Love this. Sharp sense of humor. All of it works.
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