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?
Categories: Fiction
flash fiction, Friday Fictioneers
Seems like a good place for him. Sorry, I do not feel sorry.
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Me neither, he sounds a right nasty sort.
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Definitely stops any complaints about leaving the dishes.
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It got the job done!
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too bad, he didn’t see it coming. 🙂
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He was a nasty chap so I’m glad he didn’t 🙂
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A nice view of the compost heap seems to be all they deserve!
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For sure. He’s lucky to have that! I’d’ve buried him face down 🙂
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We both had murderous partners in mind
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We did! Funny how sometimes people see the same thing.
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At least in the garden he will doing some good for the compost. 😀
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Yep, possibly the most good he’s ever done 🙂
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The chipmunks will dig tunnels between his ribs. Gruesome yet delightful tale.
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Aw, a chipmunk playground. Bonus!
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🙂
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Sounds like sweet revenge, and a problem solved.
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Yep, double win!
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Just wonderful, and well deserved it seems!
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Very well deserved, and both she and the plants will be happier for it!
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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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It’s the only way to deal with them, really. I’m glad you liked it 🙂
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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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Yes, thank you, I’m sure he’s here in… spirit!
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lol, I’m sure….
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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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Dear Rochelle,
Thanks, she’s a real mixture of emotions at the moment I think!
Ali
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I’ve imagined such a scenario a few times. 😀
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I can imagine 🙂
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I love that “dear” could be either wife or husband!
And he or she should made food fertilizer…
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So many exciting and interesting things to do with your recently deceased spouse!
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Yes!! So many!
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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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Male or female, the plants are happy!
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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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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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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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When someone deserves it, it’s fun to knock them off. Thanks!
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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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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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Norman Bates lives on.
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Maybe there’s a bit of Norman in all of us…
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A very considerate assassin! Nice one
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Very “Green” too!
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I sense a bit of Hitchcock in this story. Well done.
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Thanks, I’m glad you liked it!
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Norman Bates returns… Dark and fun story.
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Thanks, I’m glad you enjoyed it!
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i think every new house should be built with a patio for just these occassions. Great as usual, Draliman.
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Thanks! A patio does seem to be the go-to place for such “disposals”!
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Love the dialogue!
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Thanks, I’m glad you liked it!
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Compost, of the blood and bone variety.
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It’s great for the roses. I hear…
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Why not just put him IN the compost?
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Yes, she could watch him slowly decay away day by day!
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Ooh… what fun.
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At least he’s good enough for the garden😸Extra Pawkisses🐾😽💞
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Yes, finally he’s going to do some good 🙂
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