A No Show

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“So, how was the show, Dear?”

“Oh.  It was wonderful.”

“I’m sorry I couldn’t go with you.”

“So, am I.  You would have enjoyed it, I’m sure.”

“What about Franklin?  Did he enjoy it too?”

“Oh, yes.  He did.  He is ever so grateful to you for letting him go in your stead.”

“Good.  Good.  I don’t expect that he has enjoyed such a spectacle in a long time.”

“I expect not.  Well, dear, I think I’ll turn in now.”

“Belle.”

“Yes, Dear?”

“How did you manage to get into the theater without these?” He showed her the tickets.

99 Words

This post is for the Friday’s Fictioneers hosted by  Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.  You can find this week’s prompt Here. To read other stories or to participate, click Here

25 comments

    • Dear Rochelle,

      Yes, she’s busted and her goose is cooked. I would love to be a fly on the wall and see how she’s going to get herself out of that pickle–if that’s even possible. Thanks 🙂

      Shalom,
      Adele

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  1. Funny…I read it as the man went to the show with his friend Franklin and the wife stayed at home…hmm…but guess it doesn’t matter because they end up in the same pickle in the end..a fun read.

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    • No, it was Belle, the wife who went to the show with Franklin. The husband wasn’t able to go. So, Franklin went in his place. When Belle said that she was going to bed, her husband asked her how Franklin and she were able to get into the theater without the tickets and then, he showed them to her. So, she’s the one who’s in the pickle. Am happy you enjoyed the story 🙂

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