So it’s Thursday and why did I wait until Thursday for Friday Fictioneers? Total writer’s block. Almost gave up but suddenly, here I am. I love this community headed by our writer/artist or is it artist/writer leader, Rochelle Wis(please no e)off-Fields. How she does it, I do not know… but I sure do appreciate it! This week Rochelle chose a picture by Roger Bultot – thanks Roger!
For those of you who would like to join in on the fun, click on Rochelle’s link for the rules and regs. For those who just wish to enjoy all the different stories, click on the blue frog.
Genre: Fiction
Word Count: 100
7:00 PM, FRIDAY NIGHT
For years he came, alone, on Friday nights, at 7:00 P.M. Always sat at the same table, always the same meal: hot chicken sandwich with a side of fries and please do not forget the canned peas on top!
And then one day, she came with him; same time, same table. For him, same order; for her: hot hamburger with fried onions and gravy and a side of mashed potatoes. They were adorable. For years, like clockwork.
One Friday, she came alone, ordered hot chicken sandwich with a side of fries and please do not forget the canned peas on top.
A Dalectable Life 
A life written in rituals, as all our lives are
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Aren’t they though… especially at this time of year
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Has he died? Have they broken up?
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For the reader to interpret…but in my mind, he died and in memory of him, she ordered his meal…
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now I’m hungry.
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Ha ha! Nothing like a good hot chicken or hot hamburger… mmmm…
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What a wonderful sweet way to honor a legacy… maybe she could get her hamburger every second time at least.
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Maybe this was her first return… I know I had a Penne Arrabiata while in Tuscany, for Mick…
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What a sweet thing for you to do. The memories you must have. Merry Christmas!
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Thanks Alicia! To you and yours as well!
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AH, Miss Lovely….those pesky peas again. Brilliant!!!
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See how I did that? Linked our two posts so that only you and I would see it? xo
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Clever Girl!!! Brilliant again once more!
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Your best story, I think, Dale.
Very cleverly conceived, very well produced.
Totally love it.
(Jeez, I’m getting soppy!)
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You’re an old softy, C.E.
Here, you can borrow my handkerchief.
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He tries to hide it… but it sneaks our once in a while…
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I’m speechless! And you know that is not an easy task!!
Thank you so much! xo
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Creature of habit, aren’t we. So predictable. Just once he should have tried it with the peas on the bottom. That would have thrown the waitress for a loop.
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Bite your tongue, Russell!!
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HA!
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Great writing Dale, so much story packed in between the lines. Well done.
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Thank you, kind sir! So glad you liked!
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Dear Dale,
I’m in agreement with Mr. Ayr. This is one of your best. So sweetly subtle. Love it. Getting out my hankie, too. Beautiful piece of writing.
Holiday shalom,
Rochelle
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Dearest Rochelle,
Thank you so much. So very happy you got my subtlety…xoxo
Lotsa love,
Dale
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The back on forth of this tale is perfect. Well done.
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Thank you, Alicia. So happy you enjoued6
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Dale, I simply love this piece. So poignant, yet so hopeful. An unusual combination.
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Thank you, Jean. Special memories came up…
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I loved your story, Dale. Gave me chills, but in a good way.
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Aww…thanks, Ted!
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So, SO carefully constructed, honestly told, lots of depth. I’m glad people laugh when they read your stories or mine, it’s another thing when they cry as they read. And I did.
Five out of five wet hankies and a hopeful sentiment for this time …
“Though You have made me see troubles, many and bitter, You will restore my life again; You will increase my honor and comfort me once more.”
May it be so. 😥
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Awww… man oh man… commend like this are enough to do me in! Thank you!
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You are MOST welcome. Have a terrific Christmas, Dale.
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To you and yours as well! xoxo
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🙂
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Sweet with a sad ending. At least they had years together.
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Exactly – that’s what counts!
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Good to see you worked through the writer’s block. My first thoughts on the pic were around relationships or secret meetings … so you hit it … sad, but good ending, that came through as a dedicated tribute. Well done Ms. Delectable.
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Thank you, Mr. Frank! Took me a while to convey what I wanted and I’m so happy I managed to!
Buon natale!
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Joyeux Noël à la bonne dame jusqu’au nord.
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Ooh la la… merci!
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And the whole metaphorical post is itself constructed like a sandwich – very clever!
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Yes! Though I wish I were clever enough to say that was all planned….😉
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I liked that! I’m sure there are couples that have experience that same type of event.
DJ
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I’m sure, Danny! Glad you liked!!
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Wonderfully written! It’s like small rituals say more than a thousand words. Merry Christmas, Dale. ❤
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Thank you so much, Vivi!
Merry Christmas to you and yours! 😙😙
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A lovely story. But it’s probably for the best that he did not eat extra spicy vindaloo with chillies on top. Now that would be a test of love.
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Ha ha ha!!! Maybe she’s a “pepper head” too!
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What a sweet, poignant story, Dale. It’s so true couples and life are all about rituals. Great way to capture it here. Nicely done. Merry Christmas to you.
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Thanks Ms Amy! Much appreciated!
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Ach! Hit send before writing Merry Christmas!!
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Thank you. Merry Christmas to you, Dale!!
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Such a sad piece, but true. I always marvel at the “regulars” I see around town…until I don’t, and then I’m left wondering. You really capture this, Dale. All the best in 2017! xo
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Thank you, kind lady!
All the best to you and yours as well! 😙
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I agree, this is one of your best. Love it!
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Thank you, Annet! So very nice of you!! Happy holidays! xo
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Happy holidays to you too! Xo
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Dale, Merry Christmas to you and boys, and all good wishes for a Happy New Year. :O)
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Thank you, Paul! To you and yours as well!!
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Thank you, Dale. ‘o)
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So sad, but sweet. I like how you came full circle in 100 words.
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Thank you, Dawn. Much appreciate your comment!
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he may be gone but his memory lives on. wonderful story.
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Thank you, Plaridel… Yes, that it does…
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Aw. 😦 A touching story about these little rituals that mean so much.
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Thank you, Anne. They so do, don’t they?
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I agree with Mr Ayr and Rochelle, this is your best story yet. It’s so neat and sweet, and, of course, you write so well about food!
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Gee… coming from three published authors, I’m left speechless..how is it that when I think my story is “meh “, I get told otherwise?
Thank you so much, Sarah!
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I guessed what you were thinking when you wrote the story, Dale. He’d died and she was honoring him. It would be great to see more couples like that. Good writing. 🙂 — Suzanne
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Thanks, Suzanne. Glad you liked!
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