Sheila understood. Finally.
She imagined how dear Robert and his mousy Molly had laughed behind her back and now she’d been stranded, humiliated and alone.
It was just a play with her acting the jester.
She watched as they went to bed. As Robert nibbled Molly’s earlobes she remembered that tickling sensation, phantom-pains for a lost limb.
She waited until all was dark before she started to pouring gallons of gasoline into the flowerbeds.
The reek of smoke would cling her clothes.
She would be caught.
It was better being a villain than a jester she thought, lighting a match.
It has been a while since I last wrote for Friday Fictioneers. It has been very intense at work so I have missed out a great deal. But now I’m back.
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February 26, 2020
Björn Rudbergs writings 
Bjorn, your stories have been missed. You’ve made up for lost time with this one. Wonderful unicycling froggie gif also, he balances so well.
Ha… there is nothing better than revenge served hot.
Good to see you back – and with such a well written dark tale.
Particularly liked:
As Robert nibbled Molly’s earlobes she remembered that tickling sensation, phantom-pains for a lost limb…
Great line!!
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I like writing dark…
Oh dear… She does hold a grudge, doesn’t she?
Or it’s those phantom pains
Haha… Good one…
Welcome back, Bjorn, I liked the phantom limb metaphor
Thanks
All good stories have a memorable villain, she is right!
And infamous might be better than forgotten
Dear Björn,
Clever use of the prompt. Hell hath no fury…Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
To be laughed at might be worse than just being deceived
Welcome back! (can you please just never EVER bring her along, please? ;))
I think we are all safe as long as we don’t laugh at her.
Hmm … yeah, i don’t trust her sense of humor, though … 😉
welcome back. i guess she finally snapped. she could only take so much abuse.
Indeed… and being laughed at was the worst.
The villains are the real stars. I really enjoyed this story.
Villains are feared… who want to be the joke?
Goodness, you do dark tales so well…..
I have a dark fantasy
Apparently….
You’ve come back with a cracker of a tale! Nice one Björn,
Thank you… it’s nice to write dark
Yeeks! I love the last line.
Yup… she will never be forgotten
Looks like hard cheese for mousy Molly (Sorry, Bjorn, I just liked that description of her)!
She’s a rat though
Splendidly dark story, Bjorn. Like many others, I enjoyed the phantom limb metaphor. I also like the way you caught the feminine point of view which automatically denigrated her rival as ‘mousy Molly’.
Well, Sheila had a sizzling good time. Nice piece.
Welcome back! I’ve been hit and miss with writing for FF. It feels good, doesn’t it? As others said. You’ve come back with a startling and excellent story.
My goodness, a horror in the making – all because she didn’t like her part in the play and in life.
A well-crafted story, as always, Bjorn. I’ve been in and out a lot lately, so I understand.
Bjorn, we really have missed your unique touch, and this story is no exception to the “unique.” I had no idea where you were going until poor Sheila started dousing the flower beds with gasoline. Horrors!
Revenge is a dish best barbequed. I too lIked the use of phantom limb metaphor.
This is great. You’ve been missed Bjorn!
I love the links with jester and villain. Revenge is a bit theatrical
I like the way you weaved in the play with reality. Good, dark story.
Wow. Haha. Don’t mess with Sheila!! Great post, Bjorn!
Very dark, this week, Bjorn.
Welcome back Bjorn and to your normal high standard. I like the phantom pains for a lost limb. I took a while off myself due to work and writing pressures but it’s great to be back