Ethel slips past the barricade, with Cheryl hot on her heels.
“Ethel! What the hell are you doing? We aren’t supposed to go in there.”
“Oh silly, you know I like to live dangerously.”
“I think I would say foolishly. And you don’t follow rules!”
Ethel, tired of discussing the matter takes off down the dark hall. “I want to see what they are doing.”
Cheryl catches up as Ethel is peeking around a corner into the lit exhibition hall. She peeks around too. People wearing white gloves are positioning artworks on the wall.
“That’s Andy Warhol. I didn’t know you were a big Warhol fan.”
“I’m not, Cheryl, but I’m a big Marilyn fan. You know that.”
“Oh yes, I remember your blonde phase.”
They didn’t hear the guard behind them.
“Look, there she is!”
If you like Marilyn as much as Ethel and I and happen to be in Chicago, you can see ANDY WARHOL – FROM A TO B AND BACK AGAIN at The Art Institute right now. I wrote this with my friend Aggie Reilly in mind, who lives in Chicago and loves Marilyn too.
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‘Hi Cheryl. I’ve got great news, but I know you’re going to say no.”
“What do you mean ‘say no’, I don’t say no to everything.”
“Well, it seems like you do. Sometimes, before I even say what it is.”
“For starters, Ethel, sometimes you beat around the bush so much getting to the point, it’s easier to say no right off the bat and save all that time.”
“I don’t always beat around the bush.”
“Bullet points, Ethel, bullet points.”
“Okay, you know how much we liked watching Downton Abbey? Highclere Castle is now a bed and breakfast.”
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Every Wednesday Christina Kemp posts a photo prompt. Write a story or whatever you want to do based on the photo. Word limit 150. Ethel & Cheryl usually only take 100.
HIGHCLERE CASTLE AND AIRBNB (Highclere Castle has been fully booked, so you and Ethel are out of luck)
“For one day, Ethel! Is it too much to ask to have just one day when you don’t call me with some crazy request? A damn waterpark, really?”
“Oh. I’m sorry to have made you feel this way. I’m going to cry. I’m going to hang up now, Cheryl, you have hurt my feelings.”
Their phones do not ring each other for two days.
“Hi Ethel, it’s me, Cheryl.”
“I know who it is.”
“I’m sorry, can you ever forgive me? I treated you terribly, I’m an awful friend.”
“You forgive me? Or I’m awful?”
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July 25: Flash Fiction Challenge… I realize this is a departure from a true flash fiction story, as there is no end… yet.
This was the prompt… In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that includes the phrase “for one day.”
“Hi, Cheryl. Guess what, I’ve changed my lucky number.”
“No more 36? Ethel, why do you call so early?”
“I waited till nine.”
“On Sunday that’s early. What’s the new number?”
“Oh, Michael Jordan.”
‘No, silly, you know I don’t like basketball.”
“The Lord is my Shepherd? And, don’t tell me you aren’t religious anymore.”
“I’m still Catholic and that’s my favorite verse, but not it.”
“Well, I’m done guessing, so tell me or get off the phone.”
“You know my interest in Cytogenetics, 23 is the number of chromosomes in a human sex cell.”
“I’m making coffee now.”
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Ainsworth’s is the last of the old line department stores in Chicago.
One cannot blame the young man in the green blazer for looking perplexed when Ethel, upon stepping into the elevator, asks for ‘foundations’.
“Oh for God’s sake, Ethel, just say girdles! Foundations is what our grandmothers called them.”
In a whisper, “I didn’t want to say it out loud, Cheryl.”
“He’s going to think you want to go down. I’m pretty sure we need to go up.”
“Okay! Girdles please young man.”
“Ladies Undergarments, Fourth Floor, right away Madam.”
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CHEF BO…a drabble for FriFic
On the Northside of Chicago, a telephone rings…
“Hi Cheryl, it’s me, Ethel.”
“One word, Cheryl, Chef Bo.”
“That’s two words. What’s Chef Bo?”
“A new Chinese restaurant on Irving! We have to go.”
“You know I don’t like Chinese, Ethel.”
“Well, you like Birds Nest Soup, Cheryl. And I’ll bet they have barbecued pork.”
“Liked, I found out how they make it, disgusting. I like the pork and I guess fried rice is okay. What’s with the Chef Bo obsession?”
“I have a coupon.”
“Of course you do, Ethel! If you had one to Hell we’d be crossing the river Styx. Okay, but you’re buying.”
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GAME TIME… a Drabble for FriFic
“Okay, I’ll take the iron.”
“Wait a minute, Ethel! I’m the iron. You know I’m always the iron!”
“That’s why I’m going to be the iron, Cheryl. I’m sick and tired of you being so bossy, I’m going to be the iron today.”
“Oh please. My game, I get to choose, and I choose the iron. You can be the car. The iron is my good luck charm, that’s why I always win.”
“Oh for God’s sake, you don’t always win! You know what? I’m going to go get the candlestick or maybe the rope, we’ll see how you do then.”
My triumphant return to Friday Fictioneers features my favorite game piece… .
Great photo choice, Rochelle (her own this time). I love looking at shadow boxes and the memories they contain. To see more stories based on this week’s photo prompt… Click on FriFic.
“Ethel, there isn’t room to swing a cat!”
“I like my Smart Car. It fits me just fine. But, I’m not the one who could stand to lose a few.”
“Well, I never!”
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That’s what the Trifectas asked us to use this time. Here, I’ll let them tell it:
“This weekend we’re asking for exactly 33 words including an idiom somewhere within. Examples of idioms include – add fuel to the fire or wear your heart on your sleeve. You can find more examples and a definition of idiom here. Good luck! ”
To see some Idiom Driven Stories… click the trike.