The Perfect Getaway

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The chateau sounded like the perfect getaway even if it was a bit remote. She was to have the use of a car after all. When her best friend heard about it she said that it was just like her to commit to something without really thinking it through. All Jessie knew was that she needed to get away. The recent break up had left her pretty low. The door opened just as she reached up to knock. We’ve been expecting you, he said as their eyes met, welcome home Mademoiselle.  A voice in her head said, Run!

Friday Fictioneers is hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Image courtesy of Ceayr.

32 thoughts on “The Perfect Getaway

    1. Deborah Drucker Post author

      Thanks Dan. Yes there is this pressure or challenge to work it out in 100 words. I start writing and many end up cutting out a few sentences or shortening them, changing words. It is interesting because many times I don’t know where I am going at the beginning and then I have to wrap it up pretty quickly. 🙂

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  1. luckyjc007

    I hope her need to get away does not cloud her judgement. She should turn and run while she still can …better safe than sorry. It sounds like she already has enough problems! Wonderful story and great ending.

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  2. Bloggeuse

    If you’re in the mood for constructive feedback, I loved the piece but think it’d have been even more chilling with “Welcome home, mademoiselle.” as the final line. Really imaginative story, though – very readable, and left me wanting to know more.

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