DOG DAY

It’s eyes followed me round the room.

An ugly porcelain dog sitting in a doughnut.

‘You want sugar?’ the old lady asked.

‘No, ma’am. Just milk.’

She handed me the cup filled with weak tea. She shuffled to a chair.

All the while the damn dog had it’s eye on me.

‘Thanks for letting me come in and talk to you about your home insurance.’ I scanned the room. It was full of ornaments. Had to be worth something. Not much security either.

‘You’re welcome, I get so little company these days.’ Sweet old lady. It would be a shame stealing from her, but business was business.

She was smiling at me weird. I felt light-headed.

The room was spinning. The cup slipped off the saucer, crashing to the floor. The tea. I gasped for air. My back hit the plush carpet.

I heard shuffling. She stood over me holding that dog sitting in a doughnut. The little old lady gave it a heft.

Last thing I remember was that damn porcelain dog smashing into my face.


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Copyright Yinglan

Written as part of Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. The challenge is to write a flash fiction story or poem in around 150 – 175 words, based on the weekly photo prompt. Thanks as always to the challenge host Priceless Joy. For more information visit HERE.

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34 responses to “DOG DAY”

  1. Guess she wasn’t a very sweet old lady, was she? 🙂

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    1. More of a woman of the world 🙂

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  2. Wow. That was such a twist in the end. Well written.

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  3. Haha.. ian.. This made me smile waking up to your post.😃😃😃

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    1. 🙂 Thank you, always good to give a smile

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  4. That was a bit of a turn around Iain. Is she psychotic, please tell more.

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    1. Not psychotic, more just wise and not to be messed with

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  5. Old lady was tough. Many a time I felt like beating up collection Gents. Never had guts. Great story.

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  6. I almost thought she will turn you into a statue with tea 🙂

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    1. Maybe that’s what happens next!

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  7. that old lady is not quite what she seems.. i thought the dog will spring to life

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    1. No magical dogs this time 😉

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  8. You just can’t trust little old ladies anymore, can you?

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    1. No indeed, trust no-one!

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  9. Tea laced with ……. Intriguing.

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    1. Just a sedative I imagine, she has more fun to have with him yet 🙂

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  10. Well, the tables have turned on him. I guess all sweet old ladies need to be a bit careful. (Though, I guess this one might have not been that sweet after all)

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    1. Just looking out for herself 🙂

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    1. She could’ve just called the police, but there’s not much sympathy for him…

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  11. Looks can be deceiving. He thought he was dealing with a helpless old lady but she soon turned the tables on him.

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    1. We always assume elderly, especially ladies, are helpless, but of course they are not.

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  12. Hahaha! What a great twist at the end! The little old lady got him before he could get her! LOL! Great story, Iain!

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  13. Loved the twist. Macabre to say the least. Well written. I just thought the first word must be in the possessive case__ its not it’s.

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  14. Yikes!
    It’s a dog eat dog world isn’t it??

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  15. Creepy dog figurine. I think the guy deserved it. The lady knew what he was up to. Nice! =)

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    1. She saw straight through him 😉

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  16. Glad the old lady got the best of the bad guy!

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  17. He got his just desserts. I wonder how/ where your fake insurance salesman will wake up – tied up in the cellar? Or in a police cell?

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