The Imperfect Plan






PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot

As Lydia revived, her eyes flinched from the reflected light of his damn chandelier. She hadn’t envisaged ending up unconscious at the foot of the stairs. He was supposed to die and remain undiscovered until the big house was re-opened in the spring, when she’d be faraway, ensconced in her new identity.
A bloody knife told she’d hit home in the struggle. Clearing her head, she thought to escape but her limbs wouldn’t respond.
Her husband appeared, staggering and clutching his gory shirtfront. “Why?” he mouthed.
“Help me!” she pleaded, panicking. “Paralysed!”
He collapsed, lifeless beside her.

“No!” She screamed.

Written for Friday Fictioneers – a 100 words story based on a photo prompt. Hosted by Rochelle. Read the other entries here.

41 thoughts on “The Imperfect Plan

    • It is a wicked way to go. Originally I had her tied up by him and then he dies, but I thought there was always the possibility she’d get free. This way there’s only one fate for her. Thanks for commenting


    • If someone finds her, somehow justice won’t have been served but how callous can I be? Perhaps I should take pity and send in someone before the rats find her 🙂


  1. She’s not going to get away with it. I like how the imperfections in her plan keep being revealed – not only did she fall, he went and died right beside her, and she can’t get away. Great build-up and ending.


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