AnElephantCant ever be organised
He is never on time he procrastinates
Although sometimes he wishes
He can wash and dry all the dishes
He usually ends up with broken saucers and plates
Once again it is Friday Fictioneer time.
Immaculately presented Rochelle creates a menu of tasty morsels to be cooked up by talented tale tellers.
And AnElephant burns the salad.
The idea is to write a very short story, circa 100 words, based on this picture prompt (below).
The Best Laid Plans
The table is set perfectly.
The food – and the hired chef has prepared all of my wife’s favourite dishes – is simmering.
My instructions have been followed to the letter.
I stand at the window, waiting for someone I know will never come.
And my heart is breaking.
This whole thing is a charade, of course.
But I have to be here, I have to be seen to be here.
And everyone has played their part precisely according to my wishes.
She always has to do something contrary.
She had the children with her in the car.