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FF – Problem Solved

Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by A. Noni Mouse. Hey, that’s how I spell it too!

Copyright A. Noni Mouse

 

That’s the dishes done. Maybe I should put everything away. You’re ever a stickler for cleanliness, aren’t you dear? Oh, how you shout when I do something wrong. And your fists… oh, your fists…

No, I’m going to leave them be. Let them drip dry. I don’t suppose you’ll mind, will you dear? Not after that lovely treat I added to your supper last night.

Speaking of which, I do believe you’re starting to smell. I think I’ll pop you in the garden. Under the new patio, with a nice view of the compost heap.

You always loved the garden, didn’t you dear?

 

  1. July 8, 2020 at 6:39 pm

    Seems like a good place for him. Sorry, I do not feel sorry.

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    • July 9, 2020 at 4:40 am

      Me neither, he sounds a right nasty sort.

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  2. July 8, 2020 at 6:42 pm

    Definitely stops any complaints about leaving the dishes.

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  3. July 8, 2020 at 7:00 pm

    too bad, he didn’t see it coming. 🙂

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  4. July 8, 2020 at 7:12 pm

    A nice view of the compost heap seems to be all they deserve!

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    • July 9, 2020 at 4:52 am

      For sure. He’s lucky to have that! I’d’ve buried him face down 🙂

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  5. July 8, 2020 at 7:32 pm

    We both had murderous partners in mind

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    • July 9, 2020 at 5:00 am

      We did! Funny how sometimes people see the same thing.

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  6. July 8, 2020 at 8:02 pm

    At least in the garden he will doing some good for the compost. 😀

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  7. July 8, 2020 at 8:24 pm

    The chipmunks will dig tunnels between his ribs. Gruesome yet delightful tale.

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  8. July 8, 2020 at 9:53 pm

    Sounds like sweet revenge, and a problem solved.

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  9. July 8, 2020 at 10:32 pm

    Just wonderful, and well deserved it seems!

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    • July 9, 2020 at 5:04 am

      Very well deserved, and both she and the plants will be happier for it!

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  10. July 9, 2020 at 11:03 am

    The ideal way to get rid of fist-flinging spouses. The plot location was the cherry on the top 🙂 Superbly told!

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    • July 9, 2020 at 6:19 pm

      It’s the only way to deal with them, really. I’m glad you liked it 🙂

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  11. July 9, 2020 at 11:26 am

    My, your vegetables are doing great this year! I’m sorry your husband has been out of town on his new work assignment for so long. I’m sure he would have loved what you did with the garden this year!

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  12. July 9, 2020 at 2:17 pm

    Dear Ali,

    The voice is pitch-perfect. So light and airy with a touch of grisly. Loved it, don’t you dear? ;).

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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    • July 9, 2020 at 6:26 pm

      Dear Rochelle,
      Thanks, she’s a real mixture of emotions at the moment I think!
      Ali

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  13. Mer O'Leary
    July 9, 2020 at 5:43 pm

    I’ve imagined such a scenario a few times. 😀

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  14. July 9, 2020 at 6:54 pm

    I love that “dear” could be either wife or husband!
    And he or she should made food fertilizer…

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    • July 9, 2020 at 7:00 pm

      So many exciting and interesting things to do with your recently deceased spouse!

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  15. July 9, 2020 at 7:31 pm

    Interesting that most people read this from a female perspective, because I initially read it from a male’s until I thought that was odd and went back a second time to see if you’d even mentioned gender. Oh well, it will make lovely fertilizer…

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    • July 10, 2020 at 4:32 am

      Male or female, the plants are happy!

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  16. July 9, 2020 at 8:07 pm

    He sounds so cheery and yet so chilling. Nice take on the photo prompt.

    Susan A Eames at
    Travel, Fiction and Photos

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    • July 10, 2020 at 4:34 am

      Yes, my protagonist sounds a little on the edge, a sense of freedom mixed with a sense of “what have I done”.

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  17. July 9, 2020 at 11:28 pm

    Excellent voice! I really enjoy a good comeuppance story and you did a superb job on the telling of it, Ali.

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    • July 10, 2020 at 4:38 am

      When someone deserves it, it’s fun to knock them off. Thanks!

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  18. Lyn
    July 10, 2020 at 9:46 am

    Oh dear…. I’d be in all sorts of trouble. I drip dry the dishes and sometimes I don’t do the dishes until bedtime (from all day) Some days I just can’t be bothered. There’s only me so there’s no one to judge, complain or poison 😀

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    • July 12, 2020 at 4:53 am

      I always drip dry the dishes and sometimes don’t do them for a couple of days 🙂 But I’m on my own and therefore safe too!

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  19. July 11, 2020 at 8:12 am

    Norman Bates lives on.

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  20. July 11, 2020 at 8:54 am

    A very considerate assassin! Nice one

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  21. July 11, 2020 at 9:16 pm

    I sense a bit of Hitchcock in this story. Well done.

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  22. July 12, 2020 at 4:39 am

    Norman Bates returns… Dark and fun story.

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  23. July 12, 2020 at 10:21 am

    i think every new house should be built with a patio for just these occassions. Great as usual, Draliman.

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    • July 12, 2020 at 4:38 pm

      Thanks! A patio does seem to be the go-to place for such “disposals”!

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  24. July 12, 2020 at 7:15 pm

    Love the dialogue!

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  25. July 13, 2020 at 10:38 am

    Compost, of the blood and bone variety.

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    • July 14, 2020 at 4:49 am

      It’s great for the roses. I hear…

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  26. July 13, 2020 at 8:10 pm

    Why not just put him IN the compost?

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  27. July 14, 2020 at 8:38 am

    At least he’s good enough for the garden😸Extra Pawkisses🐾😽💞

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