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On a Promise

It’s Friday Fictioneers time here on the interwebz. This is a 100 word photo challenge, and this week said photo has been supplied by our lovely and talented host, Rochelle!

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I didn’t see “death” in this week’s photo, so I apologise to any of my regulars who are expecting horror, gore and whatnot.

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Copyright Rochelle Wissoff-Fields

Bored, Simeon placed his drink down and began drumming on the bar with two cocktail sticks, tapping his foot in time. Out of the corner of his eye he saw a raven-haired beauty gliding across the room towards him.

“Come with me,” she whispered. “We will make beautiful music together.”

In a daze, Simeon enjoyed the seductive sway of her hips as she led him from the bar.

Her apartment was filled with a flowing melody as her nimble fingers danced over the keys. As he tapped out the rhythm on a snare drum, Simeon reflected morosely that this wasn’t exactly what he’d had in mind.

  1. NotAPunkRocker
    October 8, 2014 at 7:11 pm

    Ah, he may be disappointed tonight, but if music is the way into her heart then he is well on his way to getting it. 🙂

    (Unless her handegg-playing boyfriend barges in at some point later in the story.)

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    • October 8, 2014 at 7:19 pm

      Let’s hope he’s willing to play the long game!

      He can always visit her while her handegg-playing boyfriend is out playing handegg 🙂

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      • NotAPunkRocker
        October 8, 2014 at 7:35 pm

        Ha! Yeah, those raven-haired girls are usually up to no good in the end, so that may still happen.

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  2. October 8, 2014 at 7:14 pm

    Beware of idioms because they will surely bite you on your butt 🙂

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    • October 8, 2014 at 7:19 pm

      She’s evidently a very literal-minded woman 🙂

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  3. Helena Hann-Basquiat
    October 8, 2014 at 7:16 pm

    Not exactly the drum he had in mind of hitting, hmmm?

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    • October 8, 2014 at 7:25 pm

      A drum was certainly not what he was hoping to bang that evening, no 😉

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      • Helena Hann-Basquiat
        October 8, 2014 at 7:31 pm

        Well played.

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  4. October 8, 2014 at 8:00 pm

    ha.. yes hopeful there might be a little serenade later on..

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    • October 8, 2014 at 8:07 pm

      He just needs to hang in there a little bit longer…

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  5. October 8, 2014 at 8:33 pm

    Hah! I like how you led us, the readers, along the same path the raven-haired beauty led Simeon.

    Claire

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    • October 9, 2014 at 7:06 am

      It could have gone either way until the end. Glad you enjoyed it!

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  6. October 8, 2014 at 8:56 pm

    I think I knew her once. My snare drum never satisfied her.

    DJ

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    • October 9, 2014 at 7:06 am

      That’s why I go straight for the bass 🙂

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  7. October 8, 2014 at 11:35 pm

    Nice visuals. I could see what you wrote.

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    • October 9, 2014 at 7:07 am

      Thanks, I tried to get the description flowing.

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  8. October 9, 2014 at 12:49 am

    Oh! this made me laugh – thanks.

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    • October 9, 2014 at 7:07 am

      I’m glad I brought a smile to your face 🙂

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  9. October 9, 2014 at 3:04 am

    I think this may have been how the Eurythmics formed….

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    • October 9, 2014 at 7:07 am

      I always wondered why David Stewart always looked a bit grumpy…

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  10. October 9, 2014 at 5:34 am

    Dear Draliman, I bet this isn’t what he thought was going to happen is right! So funny and quite good! Nan 😉

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    • October 9, 2014 at 7:08 am

      Dear Nan, no, he had something quite different in mind! Maybe in time…

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  11. October 9, 2014 at 5:48 am

    it looks like our guy needs to learn some patience. 🙂

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    • October 9, 2014 at 7:08 am

      Yes, he needs to look at the long game!

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  12. October 9, 2014 at 6:49 am

    That’ll teach him to drum on bars with cocktail sticks. Good story.
    Marg

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    • October 9, 2014 at 7:09 am

      He should have known he’d attract the music lovers 🙂

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  13. October 9, 2014 at 7:20 am

    Oh this is funny, doc! Hope he remembers that patience is a virtue!
    This one wasn’t scary. Must have been the music room image…
    Ellespeth

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    • October 9, 2014 at 7:21 am

      I’m glad you liked it! I couldn’t think of anything scary in a music room.
      I’m sure he’ll stick around for a bit to see what might happen.

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  14. October 9, 2014 at 11:10 am

    That really made me laugh. I can just imagine his disappointment.

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    • October 9, 2014 at 1:11 pm

      At least he didn’t just storm out!

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  15. October 9, 2014 at 12:15 pm

    Haha! Good one!

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  16. October 9, 2014 at 8:42 pm

    Well, he’s in her apartment, so one never knows what will happen after the jam session. 😉

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    • October 10, 2014 at 6:41 am

      Exactly, he’s got his fingers crossed I think!

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  17. October 11, 2014 at 3:58 am

    Well phoo, I really wanted more. What a teaser. That was not kind of you.
    Off to my bookshelf.

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    • October 12, 2014 at 4:53 am

      I always like to leave the audience wanting more 🙂

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  18. October 11, 2014 at 4:55 am

    And then…she murdered him with an ax! Oh, just kidding. Well maybe she’s just warming up. Great, and unexpected, story, Alistair.

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    • October 12, 2014 at 4:54 am

      He’s either going to get lucky or get dead 🙂

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  19. October 11, 2014 at 5:46 am

    Happy, Happy Birthday Dr. Ali!
    Have a marvelous Birthday weekend.
    Eat cake and let your fans see a photo.
    Thank you for sharing your life and stories with me.
    It’s been my pleasure.

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    • October 12, 2014 at 4:56 am

      Thanks! I had a lovely meal with the family and ate cake and ice cream 🙂
      Thank you for all your comments, I always look forward to hearing from you.

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  20. October 11, 2014 at 6:45 am

    I was expecting her to be a succubus! I did laugh out loud at the ending though. Well done.

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    • October 12, 2014 at 4:56 am

      Ooh, now there’s an idea. A bit like Bo in Lost Girl.
      Glad you enjoyed it!

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  21. October 11, 2014 at 8:14 am

    Dear Ali,

    Well when she said, “Let’s make beautiful music…” he shouldn’t have fallen for that old line. 😉

    I love the way things played out. Made me smile. Made me laugh. Loved it.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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    • October 12, 2014 at 4:57 am

      Dear Rochelle,
      I’m glad you liked it! There doesn’t always have to be death and destruction in my stories 🙂
      Ali

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  22. October 11, 2014 at 11:06 am

    Made me chuckle as well, great job again 🙂

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    • October 12, 2014 at 4:57 am

      Thanks, I’m glad you had a chuckle 🙂

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  23. October 11, 2014 at 11:54 pm

    Haha…that’s what they get for being presumptuous!

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    • October 12, 2014 at 4:59 am

      Indeed. Well, maybe if he hangs in there…

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  24. October 12, 2014 at 5:19 am

    Such a funny story, made me laugh. Poor Simon…

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    • October 12, 2014 at 6:31 am

      Poor chap indeed 🙂 I’m glad you enjoyed it!

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  25. October 13, 2014 at 5:36 pm

    I think Simeon dabbles too much in subtext. It was completely clear what she was after – good drummers are hard to find! 🙂

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    • October 14, 2014 at 7:25 am

      It’s hard to keep a good rhythm and at last she’s found the perfect match!

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  26. October 13, 2014 at 6:31 pm

    That made me laugh silently! I love the use of the word “morosely” at the end. Perfect for the scene.

    Also, loved these two sets of lines:

    ‘“Come with me,” she whispered. “We will make beautiful music together.”

    In a daze, Simeon enjoyed the seductive sway of her hips as she led him from the bar.’

    The poor git!

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