Knowing he was taking his life into his own hands,
he continued his task
and hoped SHE wouldn’t see.
He reached out
and carefully wedged the forbidden tool
between food and pan.
Suddenly, he felt a blade
pierce his back
and heard the voice say,
“I told you, no metal spatulas on my Calphalon pan.”
This story was inspired by the lovely and talented Pheromone Girl.
Read her "Words of Warning" 55 from last week for the immediate
part II of this story....if you don't remember it.
This is a Flash Fiction Friday 55
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A challenge using exactly 160 characters
in a story, poem or writing of your choice.