It’s Probably Mrs Gillespie

‘What is Mr Bridgewater is doing? That’s a mighty big bag he’s putting in his boot. And in all this snow too.’

‘It’s a dead body, mum,’ Bailey said, not looking up from his magazine. ‘I told you months ago he’s been killing off the wrinklies in the neighbourhood. But you never listen. He can see you, you know. The light.’

‘Oh.’ She flicked the lamp beside her off.

‘It’s probably Mrs Gillespie, haven’t seen her for a while.’

‘Oh dear, I hope not. The annual neighbourhood watch meeting is next month and she makes the most amazing plum pudding.’    

FF - 14:02:18 - Snow
PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson

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This piece was written for the Friday Fictioneers hosted by the lovely Rochelle Wisoff-Fields – Addicted to Purple.

Each week a photo prompt is given and the challenge is write a flash fiction piece of no more than one hundred words.

Find other Friday Fictioneer stories here.

27 thoughts on “It’s Probably Mrs Gillespie

  1. Priorities – it’s ALL about the plum pie – how dare he jeopardise that?! Love the nosy neighbour quality – you can just see her curtain twitching – and Bailey is a great character – cool as. Amazing how such a short piece can establish such a clear relationship. Sons are often know it alls 🙂

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