THE PERFECT MAN

 

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Photo Copyright: C.E. Ayr

This story was written for Sunday Photo Fiction–January 29th, 2017. Each week the host, Al Forbes, provides or chooses a picture prompt. The challenge for each member of the group is to write an original story or poem with no more than 200 words, not including the title and inspired by the prompt. This week’s prompt was supplied by C.E. Ayr. Thanks, C.E.

To read the other stories written by group members, just click on the link below, then on the little blue frog in the blue box.

The link to the other stories this week is as follows:

https://sundayphotofictioner.wordpress.com/2017/01/29/sunday-photo-fiction-january-29th-2017/

Genre: Realistic Fiction

Word Count: 200 Words

THE PERFECT MAN by P.S. Joshi

When Dorothy started dating Frank she thought she really had a good catch. He wasn’t just handsome, smart, and educated but would inherit his father’s money.

“You should definitely marry him,” her mother said. “You’ll be rich one day.”

Her friend, Ruth, had introduced her to him. She seemed hesitant to do so, but couldn’t avoid it as they were all at a college picnic by the town river. Dorothy could never understand her friend’s attitude. It didn’t make sense. Frank seemed to have everything.

The only other thing she couldn’t understand were his disappearances. Every month he’d be gone for a couple weeks. When he came back he’d say nothing about it. She hesitated to ask and he never gave her the chance. He worked for his father so it didn’t matter.

About a year into the relationship, she began to have fears. One of his friends disappeared suddenly. The police found his body by some railroad tracks. His hands and feet were tied to his neck and he’d been tortured.

One evening in the paper Frank’s father was named as a gang leader.

When Dorothy told him she didn’t want to see him again, he broke her arm.

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28 thoughts on “THE PERFECT MAN

    • Thanks, Iain. I’m glad you liked the story. Such a nice comment. The description of the body was similar to an old clipping my dad had saved from the 30’s. He’d known the guy. He worked for the mob and Dad said he thought the killers had the wrong guy so he couldn’t tell them anything. —- Suzanne

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    • Thanks, John. I’m glad my shock ending worked. I’m pleased you liked the story. Since you write thrillers you might be interested in knowing I got the idea for the police finding the body from an old clipping my dad saved from the 1930’s. The police found a man’s body in that condition. My dad had known the guy, a small-time member of the mob, through a relative by marriage who was not a member. It scared my dad because he took the guy fishing one time and said he could have been killed as collateral damage if the mob was after the man. Dad said he thought the mob had the wrong guy, one who didn’t know the information they wanted.Those were dangerous times. —- Suzanne

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  1. You did a good job, especially in such a short space, of drawing light to the fact that people can tend to ignore BIG red flags or dismiss them as “nothing” in order to hold onto the fiction they’ve created around a relationship. Your words say “The only other thing …” but the reader is saying, “That’s pretty darned big. Run!”

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  2. Shows there is no such thing as a perfect man. There is always something about them that is a problem, and this one turned out to be a big. one. Let’s hope she managed to get away from him before she went for a swim with the fishes.

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    • Thanks, Al. You’re right. You need to get to know someone and meet their friends. She should have questioned his times away. She should have also questioned her girlfriend more. I hope she gets away also. He’s dangerous.I’m glad you liked the story. —- Suzanne

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