Hello, hope you are having a grand weekend. It’s time for Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers and as usual i am running late. But better late than never. So here i am with another story in 100 words, inspired by Rochelle’s photo. If you want to read the other stories inspired by this prompt, click here.
The Party
Words 100
“The party isn’t until 7 pm.” My husband looked at his watch, “how come you’re ready?”
“Aunty requested me to come early and help her get dressed.”
My husband gave a snort. “You always rave about the way she wears her sari and make up. Why would she need you?”
I hesitated. “Perhaps she’s feeling her age.”
My husband grunted and thankfully let it go.
I had kept my promise. All Aunty wanted was moral support. She needed someone to hold her hand and soothe her jangling nerves.
Her husband of 60 years had raised his hand at her, again.
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Thank you for reading, i will be along to read the other stories inspired by this photo in a bit.
For anyone interested, Chapter 17 of Some Sugar & Spice is up. Or if you prefer poems in the haikai genre, click here
Stories and more 
Now, that’s a twist. A hard slap actually.
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Thanks Rupali for visiting 🙂
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Nicely done. I’m wondering, in this conspiracy of silence, whether the narrator is completely a stranger too such abuse
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Very perceptive of you Neil! Perhaps another story another day. Thank you.
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i suppose she needs more than moral support. it’s time to up the ante.
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She’s 80 plus and not keeping good health, children know but not willing to take that extra step. A difficult position to be in. Thanks for reading.
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Oh! That went in another direction so fast! Now that I see Neil’s comment, I’m left wondering the same thing.
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Thanks Dale ⚘️
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😊
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Ooofft. This seemed like an innocent story until the plot twist at the end! Like Rupali in the comments said, a hard slap actually. Sometimes the things you discover just shock you. And the least you can do is be there for the person however you can. Thank you for writing and sharing. This was a clever write. I hope you have something nice to eat now 😊🍔🍟
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So lovely to see you here Mabel and thank you for a lovely comment. Hang on a sec be right back with some 😛 🍔🍟🍔🍟🍔🍟🍔🍟🍔🍟🍔🍟
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What a lovely welcome to your space, Dahlia. How nice of you. I really enjoy your words and writing with a serving of burger and fries. You make it so fun to be here 😊🍔🍟
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Burger fries no fun without you🥳🎉🎊🥰
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Burger and fries much, much more fun with you – which is, always a treat 🥳💖
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Indeed 🥳🥳🥳
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Btw did you receive my comment on your post on Shyness? It vanished. Perhaps gone into spam?
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Yes, your lovely comment went to Spam/Trash. It has been retrieved and I look forward to writing back to you soon. Meantime, some food first 🍔 🍟
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That started so harmless and ended with a bang. A horrible fate, sixty years married to an abuser and obviously no way out.
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Yes. Thank you for reading.
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Someone needs to help Auntie but after 60 years of marriage, I doubt she’d be able to leave her abusive husband.
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Exactly – Sophie’s choice. Thank you for visiting.
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Dear Dahlia,
It appears that things are not as they seem. What a twist at the end. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thanks a lot Rochelle.
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Bastard!
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Indeed. Thanks Dawn
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