She was intrigued. The twisted glass nodule captures everyone’s attention first.
“Fused sand from the exhaust of a departing spaceship,” I explained.
A look of wonder spread like a crisp tablecloth across her face.
“And this bit of old clay?” she asked.
“Amphora shard from a Babylonian palace that once held the sweetest Tokaji.”
“And that old rag?”
What prompted her to note my innocent little souvenir? Why not ask instead about the New Guinea war club, or the shrunken head?
“I could tell you,” I said. “But then I’d have to kill you.”
She thought I was joking.
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Friday fictioneers is a weekly challenge set by Rochelle Wisoff Fields to write a 100-word story in response to a photo prompt. You can find other stories here
Very intriguing!
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Thank you
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Now I’m curious about that not-so-simple old rag.
Nicely done, Neil.
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Thanks so much
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Dear Neil,
I’d ask but I value my life. LOL. Love the last line.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Glad that took your fancy. Rochelle. Thanks
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Maybe her head would be added to the collection.
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Certainly there’ll be a keepsake or other
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Better not to know about the old rag.
Hope she understands that he is serious.
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I suspect she doesn’t
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I’m not sure not-asking is going to save her. Interesting collection to be sure!
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You may wll be right about her peril
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Oh boy, looks like she is in a bit of a bind. Great story!
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Thanks so much, Tessa
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Captivating tale. Killers and their souvenirs…
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Thanks so much, Jade
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You’re very welcome.
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Fused sand from a… he must be a time traveller of the worst kind. But great balls of fire flash
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Or, perhaps, someone with an overdeveloped imagination
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Great final line! Chilling.
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Thanks so much, Jilly
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Ahhh.. Those serial killers so need to have their trophies, don’t they? If they don’t want people asking about them, they should put them behind a locked cabinet.
Then again, maybe he wanted her to notice?
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I think perhaps you put your finger on it
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Maybe he wasn’t in a killing mood, so that’s why he’s annoyed 😉
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The moment does have to be perfect
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It does. And on HIS terms, surely.
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Ah, the classic reply; “I could tell you,” I said. “But then I’d have to kill you.” that stumps any curious questions. Change the subject, quick.
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It does discourage casual continuation of the topic
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Well, I’M not gonna ask, though I’m definitely curious… ;).
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Some things are better left unknown
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Ain’t that the truth?
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Ooooooooo
I’m hooked… give me more. Real or not, I’m fascinated. What is the old rag really?
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Your worst nightmare
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Oh no. I didn’t expect that. A delusional but harmless collector, perhaps, but that turned dark very quickly. Chilling.
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Objects are not all he collects
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I know I wasn’t supposed to but I laughed at the ending. 🙂
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I’ll happily take that as an indicator of the surprise reaction. Thank you, Dawn
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I also have a small accumulation of random artefacts that would take some explaining, though none that hint at a dark secret.
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Thanks for reading, Liz
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lesson learned. Don’t ask about someone’s creepy collection. Great last line!
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Thanks so much, Brenda
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LOL, he’s full of himself. Can’t stop laughing about the tokaji but won’t ask about the rag.
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Best not to, yes
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Here’s where letting go of the past would have changed the future. Nice.
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Thanks so much. Paula. Letting go of the past is important
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What was the rag? Loved it! Well-told!
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Thanks so much. Perhaps a memento, perhaps a trophy
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‘a look of wonder spread like a crisp tablecloth across her face’— brilliant !!
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Thanks so much, John
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