Friday Fictioneers

Keith's Ramblings

 

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‘What’s in that one?’ he asked.

‘Strawberry jam’ she said.

There were dozens of jars.

‘And that one?’ 

‘Preserved fruit’ 

After her husband departed, she started making stuff; marmalade, chutney, and the like.

‘That one looks interesting’ he said.

‘Inspector’ she said, wishing to change the subject. ‘I’m sure you’re not here to discuss my culinary skills’.

‘Absolutely’’ he said. ‘We’re somewhat concerned about the disappearance of your husband. I have a few questions for you’.

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After the inspector left she picked up the ‘interesting’ jar.

‘You broke my heart, so I helped myself to yours’ she muttered. ‘You have no use for it now’

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meep-by-the-windowFor Friday Fictioneers which is hosted by Rochelle. The photo is courtesy of Jean L Hayes

79 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers”

  1. Sandra Jun 13, 2018 / 11:12

    Brings a whole new meaning to ‘eat your heart out’. I’ll pass on the toast. Nicely done, Keith.

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  2. rochellewisoff Jun 13, 2018 / 11:17

    Dear Keith,

    EEEEEEW! Grisly little tale. Or dare I say, heart wrenching? Well done.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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  3. Iain Kelly Jun 13, 2018 / 11:25

    As soon as you said ‘inspector’ I knew where this would be heading! Delightfully grisly Keith

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  6. jillyfunnell Jun 13, 2018 / 12:38

    So now bit of him could be be served up as a teatime treat? Oh dear. Brilliant tale, Keith.

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  8. pennygadd51 Jun 13, 2018 / 15:19

    Grimly funny! The piquant contrast between murder and the domestic tranquillity of making preserves makes a lovely ‘amuse-bouche’

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  9. hilarymb Jun 13, 2018 / 16:33

    Hi Keith – there’s rather too much of that sort of thing going on or being found out about .. usually freezer jam – yugh! Not good – Hilary

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  17. Mike Jun 14, 2018 / 00:10

    I guess she also made some black puddings.

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  20. anuragbakhshi Jun 14, 2018 / 07:48

    Ha ha ha. Fun that one, reminded me of my favorite short story of all time – Lamb to the Slaughter by Roald Dahl.

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  23. draliman Jun 14, 2018 / 12:58

    I hope she doesn’t get the jars mixed up and accidentally sells that one at the village market… 🙂

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  24. Rowena Jun 14, 2018 / 14:48

    After reading these stories, I headed off to the Scout parent committee meeting with some freshly baked brownies and almost felt I needed a certificate to prove they were safe. I’ve been wearing a pale pink jumper lately, which I see as “camo”. These days I’m having fun flying under the radar and being something of an observer. Dare I say, a spy. Power dressing is over-rated.
    Best wishes,
    Rowena

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    • Keith's Ramblings Jun 14, 2018 / 16:55

      I suppose brownies could remble the contents of the jar. Hopefully, none of the other committee members read my story! I’ll be watching you creeping around the blogosphere!.

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      • Rowena Jun 14, 2018 / 17:08

        Not so much need for creeping around the blogosphere, just in the real world. Many people seem very stressed and on edge and could explode any minute. I’m trying to exit stage left.

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  25. gahlearner Jun 14, 2018 / 14:57

    Ouch ouch, and I was so prepared to be sorry for the poor lady. She sure knows how to get her revenge.

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    • Keith's Ramblings Jun 14, 2018 / 16:56

      You could say she was heartless, but that’s more applicable to her late hubby!

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  26. Alicia Jamtaas Jun 14, 2018 / 14:59

    Oh, zap! Wasn’t expecting that. Those jars did beg for a story, didn’t they? Well done.

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    • Keith's Ramblings Jun 14, 2018 / 16:58

      I had a feeling most people would focus on that bird or whatever it outside, so I didn’t! Thanks, Alicia

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      • Alicia Jamtaas Jun 14, 2018 / 17:42

        I started with a woman canning jar after jar of corn, beans, and tomatoes, then switched. I’m glad you carried on.

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  27. Dale Jun 14, 2018 / 16:34

    “Secret’s in the sauce”… So many beastie’s hearts can be eaten… but I’ll pass, thank you.

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  29. Woman walking Max Jun 14, 2018 / 20:11

    A well told tale Keith, and so creepy. I’m trying not to think about that jar of preserved husband heart….

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    • Keith's Ramblings Jun 14, 2018 / 23:15

      Not the best tale to read if you are about to eat page on toast! Thanks WWM

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  35. notestowomen Jun 15, 2018 / 18:48

    Very chilling. It reminds me somewhat of Shakespeare’s play, Titus Andronicus where the Queen of the Goths eats a pie in which her two sons were baked. Grisly stuff.

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    • Keith's Ramblings Jun 16, 2018 / 09:14

      Thanks so much for comparing me to Shakespeare! I’d forgotten about that event. Thanks so much.

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  38. Sascha Darlington Jun 19, 2018 / 20:30

    Loved it…you know, in a gruesome kind of way. I wonder if she has some interesting ground meat in the freezer?

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