Short Story

Mr. & Mrs. Banks

Our gracious host Rochelle invites us to
Friday Fictioneers where we are encouraged
to respond to the photo prompt below by
writing a story or poem in 100 words or less.
This is Friday Fictioneers and here is my story.

Proto Prompt © Ted Strutz

Giselle had never been this happy.

Henry carried her over the threshold; laughing and kissing, they stumbled onto the floor, a cloud of French lace.

Welcome home, Mrs. Banks.” Henry kissed his bride. “Come! Let me show you the place.” And holding hands, they ran up the stairs.

Henry threw open the bedroom door; Giselle gasped.

Is this some kind of sick joke, Henry?”

What do you mean?” he responded, ever obtuse.

This! You’ve created a shrine to Lily.”

She was my wife, Giselle.”

Now I am, Henry! Choose …. a ghost or me.”

She stormed off before he could answer.

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100 Words

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60 thoughts on “Mr. & Mrs. Banks”

    1. That she did, dear Ivor. Still, there no need to rub her face in it. I suggest Henry build his shrine in his closet!

      It really is a great song; I knew before I wrote a single word I would be using this song and the woman in the photos would be named Lily.

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