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Joy and Martin sitting in a tree, k-i-s-s-i-n-g. The last moments of my miserable life and that’s all that I can come up with. My best friend and my wife betrayed me. He did something to the breaks and she doctored my coffee. My world’s coming to an end with a bang not a whimper and I’m taking twenty innocent people with me. Those adulterous, self-centred gits aren’t getting it all their way. I’ve experienced too many near misses recently for it to be a coincidence. That’s why my solicitor has a sealed letter with instructions to open should I suddenly die.
Be a Friday Fictioneer. Being limited to a 100 words when writing a story concentrates the mind beautifully and hones the skills. I think it’s a great challenge. Here’s the link.
http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/
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A Wondering Minstrel I 
The adulterous duo are going to have the shock of their lives when that letter is read.
Wish I were there to witness it.
So glad they will get caught!
Good job
Dee
Me too, although it isn’t exactly the happy ending I would have liked. :I used to think that if I was in charge of the writing I would have control over where it went. Go figure. 🙂
Love the introductory lines and where you took this – a great story. Now, I wish I could read that letter.
It’s possible that the letter will to be the subject of the next challenge so for now I won’t be revealing the contents.
Dear Mary,
Pretty intense piece of writing. Good one.
Shalom,
Rochelle
I don’t know about the intense part, but I’m just loving the challenge.
They’ll get what they deserve. Shame about the passengers though. Maybe I need to check on the marital status of the bus driver in future… Well done.
Thanks, Sandra. No need, though to check on the marital status, though. Some marriages are 44 years and counting. 🙂
Glad he got a letter so they’ll get caught. (BTW, “brakes”, not “breaks:). 🙂
janet
Thanks, I did know that. When it’s only a hundred words it’s easy not to proof read. I’m going to have to pull my socks up. 🙂