The knives hated Susan, grumbled quietly when she was around, complained loudly when she wasn’t.
And why wouldn’t they? She abused them horribly, tossed them into the dishwasher with the rest of the silverware, left them lying uncleaned on the countertop, scraped their edges along the top of the cutting board.
“You have to treat them delicately,” I tried to explain. “They’re precision instruments.”
“They’re freaking kitchen utensils, Clara, not Fabergé eggs!” she sneered.
The knives collectively cringed.
“That’s your story? The knives did it?” said the officer.
The knives looked askance, wouldn’t meet my eyes as I was led away.
Michael Talledes says
This was a fantastic piece. In so few words, I could really feel the lack of care and respect towards her knives.
Patricia Stott-Prince says
wonderful! so unique. I must give my knives more respect… they are watching me now from the crumbly cutting board..
Dick Noble says
great twist ending
I can see a whole new soap opera emerging. Perhaps ‘Days of our knives’ or ‘Desperate houseknives’? 🙂
Your witticism made my day!!!
Spot on!! Well done.
Dawn Thompson says
Great story, Louis. Highly original – every one of the 101 words has a purpose. Enjoyed it.
Scott Bogart says
Nice piece, Louis!
Clever . Loved it.
So much fun. So clever!
Anne Jones says
Brilliant. So sharp! X
Very nicely done!
Kern Windwraith says
You’ve got it all: characterization, suspense, drama, humour, and a plot twist, all in 101 words. Well done!