Time flies, and it’s Fiction in 50 words again already. Check out other offerings at the Bookshelf Gargoyle.
This time, the prompt is ‘marriage of convenience’. I give you:
The second date
She had challenged her blind date to dinner at her place. Whatever he could find in her fridge and cupboards. He was a chef, after all.
“Ah, mushrooms and eggs – a marriage made in heaven!”
A marriage of convenience, more like, she thought. He just wasn’t for her.
© J M Pett 2017
#Fi50 | A Marriage of Convenience
6 thoughts on “#Fi50 | A Marriage of Convenience”
Ooh, hard woman. Mushroom omelette is delightful.
xxx Massive Hugs xxx
Yes, but I reckon mine was better than that chef’s!
xxx hugs to my fun-guy xxx
Sounds like the date isn’t going well! =O
There are more issues here than what he can cook from her hit-or-miss grocery shopping. 🙂
Hi Jemima – I think your fridge needs to be more discriminatory in future and refuse mushrooms! I guess then it might just be scrambled eggs … ah well – he’ll seduce someone else in due course with his cheffy skills -he was leaving time for other things !! Cheers Hilary
I swear I didn’t read this before I did mine!!
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