Friday Fictioneers: Heat Wave


© Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Jessie threw open the window. ” Ugh! It’s so hot. You’d think we’re living in the tropics rather than Paris.”

“It’s like being in an oven in here, even with the windows open.”

“Let’s get an air conditioner. Maggie must have one. She never opens her windows.”

“Why don’t we just visit her. Cheaper.” They went to their neighbour and knocked on the  door to no avail. 

“She can’t have gone out. She’s so fat no-one’s strong enough to push her wheel chair.” Using a master key they entered. No aircon. No Maggie. 

Jessie foot slipped. “Oh no! Lard melts.”

Rochelle  hosts Friday Fictioneers each week. All are welcome to join in and write a 100 word flash, then add their link via the blue frog found on her site. Otherwise use the blue frog to see other people’s responses to the photo prompt which this week is also courtesy of Rochelle.

About Irene Waters 19 Writer Memoirist

I began my working career as a reluctant potato peeler whilst waiting to commence my training as a student nurse. On completion I worked mainly in intensive care/coronary care; finishing my hospital career as clinical nurse educator in intensive care. A life changing period as a resort owner/manager on the island of Tanna in Vanuatu was followed by recovery time as a farmer at Bucca Wauka. Having discovered I was no farmer and vowing never again to own an animal bigger than myself I took on the Barrington General Store. Here we also ran a five star restaurant. Working the shop of a day 7am - 6pm followed by the restaurant until late was surprisingly more stressful than Tanna. On the sale we decided to retire and renovate our house with the help of a builder friend. Now believing we knew everything about building we set to constructing our own house. Just finished a coal mine decided to set up in our backyard. Definitely time to retire we moved to Queensland. I had been writing a manuscript for some time. In the desire to complete this I enrolled in a post grad certificate in creative Industries which I completed 2013. I followed this by doing a Master of Arts by research graduating in 2017. Now I live to write and write to live.
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42 Responses to Friday Fictioneers: Heat Wave

  1. Sandra says:

    Thank God I’d had my breakfast… now if you’ll excuse me…


  2. Oh boy….that was a surprise.

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  3. micklively says:

    Good piece.

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  4. Uh! Oh! This is more gory than my story. Nice dialogue.

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  5. Dear Irene,

    Oh dear, that’s some kind of hot. You’ve sent all kinds of images to my mind. Nicely done.



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  6. mewhoami says:

    Oh my, that IS hot!

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  7. Eeeewwww… You’re wicked gross.

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  8. rgayer55 says:

    We butchered on own hogs when I was a youngster. A big part of the job was dicing fat that would be cooked down in a large kettle over an open fire.

    This old gal really had a “Hot” time in Paris. But she only got to do it once.

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  9. noelleg44 says:

    Eeyuck! But I think the smell would have hit them hard before they slipped in the adipocere (that’s the fatty substance that human bodies dissolve into!) But you have to be an anatomist to be familiar with that! Loved the story, even though it was pretty nasty!

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  10. Charli Mills says:

    Ha, ha! That was a surprise twist and a wry ending!

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  11. Ooo-errr! Didn’t see that coming! Excellent.
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  12. ceayr says:

    Oh, Irene, how could you?
    Laughing aloud here!

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  13. gahlearner says:

    Grossly funny this one. 🙂

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  14. Ewwwww, yuk, Irene. I know most people in Europe don’t have AC, but I’ve never heard about that happening before. Thankfully.


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  15. Dee says:

    Had to laugh at the great twist Irene, what did they do with all the lard?

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  16. charlypriest says:

    Glad you stumbled upon one of my friday-fictioneers. Damn, I missed this last one from Rochelle. I´ll get to it next week.

    About your story…..creepy! Poor Magie. Nicely done, it was creepy-good. Liked the dialogue too.

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  17. Margaret says:

    I felt the suffocating heat in the first part, and the shock of their grisly find in the second. Well done.

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  18. subroto says:

    Ha! Ha! Praise the lard that was a great ending,

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