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Quite Possibly

Eloise placed the wine glass down on the table untouched. ‘You didn’t seriously…?’


‘You just…?’


‘Does that mean…?’

‘Quite possibly.’

‘Well shit.’ Eloise shook her head. ‘We’ll be needing something stronger than this then.’ She stood and skirted around the armchair that Mandy occupied, squeezing her friend’s shoulder as she passed. ‘Have you told Lim yet?’

Mandy shook her head.

‘Right, of course,’ Eloise nodded. ‘You can’t.’

‘You know the rules. I’m not really supposed to be telling you any of this, it’s only because your clearance allows for a bit of leeway that I’m even here.’

‘Not this much leeway Mand, we both know you’re only telling me this so you have some sort of net if everything goes wrong.’

Mandy grimaced.

‘It won’t go wrong though, will it? You’re the best and you’re going to come home.’ She handed Mandy a tumbler of whisky and returned to the settee. ‘Drink up before my Grandfather’s ghost turns up to tell us off for wasting his best bottle on such a gloomy night. He was always such a stick in the mud when it came to his collection.’

Mandy nodded and the pair sank into silence for a few minutes, the rain thumping on the wall of glass overlooking London and the Thames. Eventually the silence broke.

‘I couldn’t say no El, I’ve never been able to say no to him.’

El snorted. ‘You said that last time. Tell me, does it matter what he asks? If he says jump you jump, I get that, but does it make a difference if he’s asking you to jump into his bed or if he’s asking you to jump into the middle of a volatile conflict zone and take out an entire enemy operation?’ She pursed her lips and tapped the edged of her glass while she waited for an answer. ‘Never mind then. I guess it’s none of my business.’

Sensing it was time to leave Mandy stood when Eloise did, the coffee table sitting awkwardly between them.

‘I’ll be seeing you then,’ said Mandy, she went to go right and Eloise shifted the other way. She tried to correct and again they seemed to go in opposite directions. She laughed it off and stepped back. ‘Save me a glass for when I get back,’ she said.

‘Yeah,’ said Eloise. ‘I’ll do that.’


Over on Steph’s Scribe there are three writing prompts for 300-400 word stories. This uses the first prompt and I’m going to have a go at tackling the next two over the rest of the week.

Let me know what you think and if you’d like to read more of my writing make sure to check out some of my other stories here on Writing and Works, including my series Solitary Creatures in the Long Reads section.

Thanks for reading!


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Carol J Forrester is a writer and a history geek. Her debut collection 'It's All In The Blood' came out November 2019. She has a 2:1 BA degree in history from Bath Spa University, enjoys judo at least twice a week, and tries to attend poetry events around the Midlands when she can. Her flash fiction story ‘Glorious Silence’ was named as River Ram Press’ short story of the month for August 2014 and her short story ‘A Visit From The Fortune Teller’ has been showcased on the literary site Ink Pantry. Her poems ‘Sunsets’ and ‘Clear Out‘ were featured on Eyes Plus Words, and two of her poems were included in the DVerse Poets Pub Publication ‘Chiaroscuro’ which is available for purchase on amazon.Her poem ‘Until The Light Gets In‘ was accepted and published at The Drabble and her poem ‘Newborn’ was published by Ink Sweat & Tears. She has been lucky enough to write guest posts for sites such as Inky Tavern and Song of The Forlorn and has hosted a number of guest bloggers on her site Writing and Works.


  1. I really liked the way that the story grabs our attention with a few short lines of dialogue ☺ Great air of mystery and tension throughout.

  2. Love this, I can feel the tension and the intimacy of the conversation instantly, and you have hugely improved when writing speech for your characters. My only niggle here is that I feel that a couple of the sentences are a little over long which spoils the over all rhythm of the piece. It’s meant to be a bit breathless and a little hushed, and chatting about grandfather’s ghost doesn’t quite fit tonally. I suggest rethinking that line, and maybe chucking, “… And take out an entire enemy operation.” Your character already sounds Badass, she doesn’t need more validation. But as I said, it’s a brilliant piece overall 🙂

    • Thanks Kyra, it’s great to hear that I’ve managed to improve and thanks for taking the time to give such fab feedback. 🙂

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