The setting was perfect.
The girl's parents and the girl occupied the classy antique chairs on the left, while the boy and his parents sat on the right.
They had finally settled to complete the engagement formalities.
The boy proposed and the girl accepted.
Their parents smiled.
No one could hear their laughter.
The cool breeze made the shady tree's leaves rustle.
Some kilometres away, some time ago, there had been a terrible road-accident.
The next day's newspaper reported that a boy and girl, along with their parents, had been killed on way to a resort for a private engagement...
We can never say when the ghosts are having a party... Do you believe that there is a lot that we cannot see?
100 Words Story for-
Friday Fictioneers and ABC Wednesday- L for Last, Laughter, Leaves, Left
The girl's parents and the girl occupied the classy antique chairs on the left, while the boy and his parents sat on the right.
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The boy proposed and the girl accepted.
Their parents smiled.
No one could hear their laughter.
The cool breeze made the shady tree's leaves rustle.
Some kilometres away, some time ago, there had been a terrible road-accident.
The next day's newspaper reported that a boy and girl, along with their parents, had been killed on way to a resort for a private engagement...
We can never say when the ghosts are having a party... Do you believe that there is a lot that we cannot see?
100 Words Story for-
Friday Fictioneers and ABC Wednesday- L for Last, Laughter, Leaves, Left
spooky
ReplyDeleteThough your story had a sad ending, I love the way you were able to turn it from a scene of joy and reverence to a tragedy in so few words. Well done!
ReplyDeleteDear Anita,
ReplyDeleteThat story took a turn for the dark side and took me by surprise.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Once in response to a prompt set in a small café, I had two ghostly little girls, sisters, having their usual soda at Grandpa's small shop. They'd been killed in a car accident but still stopped by every few afternoons or so.
ReplyDeleteWhy let death get in the way of their happpiness? Excellent Anita.
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Spooky,nicely done Anita.
ReplyDeleteCreepy fun
ReplyDeletesomewhat eerie though I liked the twist in this short fiction.
ReplyDeleteGhosts and white garden furniture go together so well. Deliciously creepy.
ReplyDeleteI do believe...to much experiences by now to stay ignorant of them
ReplyDeleteHave a splendid, ♥-warming ABC-Wednes-day / -week
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A strange sad tale of tragedy when all had appeared serene.
ReplyDeleteGreat twist.
ReplyDeleteA poignant tale. I like to think that their last happy moment together was just that.
ReplyDeleteNice. Reminds me of Topper :)
ReplyDeleteI like the way you describe the ghosts' laughter as the rustling of leaves. You take us nicely from joy to sadness.
ReplyDeletespectral party!
ReplyDeleteSome thing has to be completed in the afterlife if you cannot do it while you live.
ReplyDeleteAn out of this world party. My first instinct too had been to make it a ghost party, but I had written about a ghost conference at a resort just recently, so didn't want to become too repetitive :-)
ReplyDeleteEven I saw ghosts here!
ReplyDeleteOMG!I almost thought you were writing about arranged marriages, but the last line flipped it!đź‘Ś
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