Welcome to Friday Fictioneers where each week close to 100 people participate in a flash fiction challenge based on a photo prompt.
This week’s photo: Copyright: Claire Fuller
And now my 100 word story:
Elizabeth sat in her SUV with the motor running and doors locked. She looked nervously around keeping an eye out for Godfrey. ‘Godfrey”, she thought, “what a name for a drug dealer”.
Just as she finished that thought there he was tapping on her passenger window. She flipped the lock and let him in. Godfrey climbed in and rubbed his hands together in front of the heater. “It’s cold out there”.
“Yes” was all Elizabeth would say. She wasn’t interested in conversation. She wanted what she came for so she could get back home before her sleeping husband noticed she was gone.
The Day After 
Ooh . . . something amiss is definitely afoot. Good story, Dawn. I hope the pickup is successful. I also hope Elizabeth’s husband does miss her so he can get her into rehab before another pickup is less successful.
All my best,
Marie Gail
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That’s a good point Marie Gail. I have been crazy busy today and was mulling this story around while running errands, etc. When I finally started typing I got up to 200 words before i knew it. It could be better if I wasn’t in a hurry to post before my work week begins in 1.5 hours, which reminds me…I gotta go!
Thanks for stopping by.
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An oil change and a quick fix. Some garages offer every kind of service. 🙂
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Haha, yes.
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That certainly looks like the sort of out-of-the-way place one might meet such a disreputable character (even one named Godfrey).
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That’s what I thought!
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Dear Dawn,
“What’s that, Honey? No, I just went to the shop for an alignment…”
What a great story revolving around Godfrey’s unlikely name. Well done.
Aloha,
Doug
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My brain…I was thinking out this story in my head and needed a name for the dealer that wasn’t too ethnic. Suddenly this is what the story became about.
My brain…smh.
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Nice idea. Godfrey does seem like an unlikely candidate for a drug dealer, but then she seems to be an unlikely user.
Claire
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Great point Claire!
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I wonder what Godfrey looks like?
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Yes…what does a Godfrey look like?
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Moustache?
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You mean like William Powell?
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Tee hee. A bit too suave maybe?
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Lol..maybe.
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Who said there are no full service stations anymore?
janet
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Pull right up! lol
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Ooh great intriguing story. It sparked my imagination about her secret life from him (another story there perhaps). I guess the garage is where you go for a quick fix!
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Lol…yes, I guess it is!
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Godfrey? Arthur Godfrey a drug dealer? l guess it could be, that old jerk had to be good for something. Intriguing story, I wonder what other Godfrey’s there are?.
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My man William Powell
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Oh dear, she is in a mess. Enjoyed your matter-of-fact language and G’s everyday approach to his business.
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Thank you Patrick.
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I hope she get caught before she sinks to the bottom.. there are more things to loose..
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So true, thanks for commenting.
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Dawn,
Godfrey sounds like a very sophisticated drug dealer. 🙂 There’s a lot going on in this story under the surface. I like that.
-David
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Thanks David.
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Oh good lordy! First she parks at that place in the middle of the night then she lets that man actually get into her car? Elizabeth needs help. That Godfrey is no William Powell!
Ellespeth
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Yes, I don’t believe he is. I’m not even sure that’s his real name!
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Dear Dawn,
Godfrey might look like William Powell to Elizabeth, but she needs professional help. Well done.
shalom,
Rochelle
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There is so much heroin addiction today and i was trying to show a different side. Of course a lot was lost in editing and I was crunched for time this week so I’m not really pleased with the final draft but there is always next week to shine. I’ll try then.
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I did get a serious drug addiction going on here, Dawn. Heroin seems to be coming back at quite a force…and I imagined a really hard drug being dealt out here.
Ellespeth
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Good take on the prompt! It is kind of a seedy looking place. A drug dealer’s paradise. Well done.
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Thanks Alicia.
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There’s such an air of mystery here and intrigue, and yet this kind of thing happens… every day. Nicely done, Dawn!
In the 2nd sentence, shouldn’t it be lookED?
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Yes, wow, that took a long time to mention! Thanks for stopping by! lol
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Right? I double checked and then doubled again (is that four? 😉 ) AND looked to see if any of the usual suspects had caught it. I spy with my little eye!
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Godfrey. Great name use Dawn. I can picture the icy breath, fingerless gloves and day old growth on the chin, coupled with a hunting jacket complete with elbow patches.
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Ooo…I LOVE your imagination!
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