Dinner and Delusion
You should have seen their faces.
Gavel parked the Rolls outside the restaurant – more of a pub really. He held the door and I lifted my silk gown high over the melting snow. We’d already had a cheeky sherry and giggled our way inside, Stefan so handsome in that old suit with the lapels.
I quickly realised how drunk Stefan actually was – a sherry or half a bottle of vodka? He could hardly sit up, let alone order. So much for our romantic dinner.
What was it that girl said to me? ‘You with Steve?’ ‘Stefan,’ I corrected and she laughed out loud.
Miranda Lewis 2020
Welcome to Friday Fiction and to my 100-word tale that can be read alone, or indeed in a small gathering of family members or friends isolating together. It can also be read as the third in a series, the first episode written in February 2017 and the second in February 2018. If I’m planning on turning this into a novel I probably won’t live long enough.
On that cheery thought, if you have been reading thank you. Do come right in and comment.
For safe travel around a world of stories click here. Many thanks as ever to our host Rochelle. And to Dale all hale for the snowy scene. (And actually Dale if you’re visiting, you also provided the snowy photo back in February 2018.)
I loved the “Steve”
LikeLiked by 1 person
Steve has a different ring to it after Stefan….a different picture altogether!
LikeLike
This puts me in mind of The Great Gatsby. Some quality of it, though I bet that wasn’t intended. Well done.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Well I didn’t have Gatsby in mind but I was hoping for that post-party tawdry feeling. And lying about your past – Stefan definitely has this in his repertoire. Thanks for the comment!
LikeLiked by 1 person
🙂
LikeLike
Dear Miranda,
Sounds like the party’s about over. Nicely done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
LikeLiked by 1 person
A good way to put it! Thanks Rochelle.
LikeLike
Stefan was all surface and little depth it seems.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Or a depth he wants to keep hidden maybe? He’s a work in progress…
LikeLiked by 1 person
Yes, well I guess if she’s infatuated her first thought will be, “I can save him from himself…” I do hope not, though! I enjoyed that story; it’s nicely put together and fluently written.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks Penny! Think she’ll escape, eventually…
LikeLike
Did I really? You have made me go see and Oh. Em. Gee… I EVEN TITLED IT THE SAME!!! When I saw my title had a (2), I didn’t bother to go see… 🙄😳
K. ’nuff about me… (still shaking my head, though!)
Doesn’t this: “‘Stefan’, I corrected and she laughed out loud.” say it all? The jig is up, Steve – and hopefully your MC will wake up sooner than later…
I then went back to read parts 1 and 2 and yanno… if you continue this (and I think you should), maybe write a chapter a little more often than once per year!!
LikeLiked by 1 person
No wonder the girl laughed. She’d heard about “Stefan” before, probably been one of his dates. Great story, and a good example of pretense.
LikeLiked by 1 person
I’m glad she found out he was a drunk before falling too deep for the guy. You have captured a lot with the name game aspect of your story. Well done!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Looks like he can’t stay sober enough to carry off his deceit. Lucky she’s learnt sooon enough to make a decision, probably to kick him into touch.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Hmm, sounds like he might not be quite the catch.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Good story, probably a good thing that his deceit became clear so soon. She’s well rid of him I think !
LikeLiked by 1 person
I think she better leave Steve before she understands that he also goes by the names Larry and Ben.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Oh dear, this isn’t looking good for our leading lady… But a lovely read!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks for the visit!
LikeLike