Here’s this week’s entry into Monday’s Finish the Story flash fiction challenge, run by Barbara W. Beacham. This challenge gives you a picture prompt and the first line and asks that you finish the story in 100-150 words. The given line is in italics.
Memories of Orchids
“Are you laughing at me?”
Connie glared at her brother-in-law. “It isn’t funny, Johnny – you have to help!”
“He’s your husband, Connie. You’ll think of something.”
“Anything he wants, he buys!”
“You could get him a plant – an orchid, maybe.”
Connie shuddered. “Ugh. No. Besides-” She broke off as her phone rang, her sister’s number flashing. “Hey, Lils,” she answered.
“Hello, Connie.” That wasn’t Lily’s voice.
Memories of the life she’d fled six years earlier swamped her: the cramped apartment with the sickly scent of orchids; Avery’s fits of violence; the increasingly illegal moneymaking schemes.
“I want a million pounds by tomorrow or she dies.” The call ended.
“What’s wrong?” Johnny asked.
Her hands shook. She’d never talked about her past before. She didn’t want to now but every shameful detail cascaded out. “William will hate me.”
“Not if he doesn’t know.” Johnny’s eyes narrowed. “Now this I can help with.”
Word Count: 150
The story is a part of the series begun with Blameless and continued in The Pizza delivery. I did say I’d write some more of it when inspiration struck. Chronologically it falls after The Pizza Delivery but before Blameless. Hopefully that’s not too confusing. 🙂 I’m also hoping it stands alone for those of you who don’t feel like reading the other parts, though I’m not entirely sure I succeeded with that one.
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