Standing in the corridor, she glared at the waiter,
.........‘Surly this is a mistake,’
.........‘No madam they are guests of the Count.’
.........From the cabin, the man wearing down-at-heel clothes and smoking a pipe called out, ‘you’ll alright love.’ His wife smiled at his manners as she sipped her beer.
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This blog was inspired by First 50 words where you freewrite from a single word prompt. I use random words or images to create flash fiction in formats ranging from twitter postcards to short short stories.