Friday Fictioneers--Sweet Mother Merryweather ⋆ Sorchia's Universe

Friday Fictioneers is a weekly dip into the rolling waves of flash fiction. The challenge is to write a story in 100 words or less based on a photo prompt. I am a sporadic participant, but today the prompt fit into my WIP in some odd fashion.

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Sweet Mother Merryweather

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I was chopping the head from an uncooperative bat when someone knocked. The bat wriggled away leaving my thumb punctured.

The knock repeated. I sucked coppery blood. Few visitors make it past the guards.

She stood outside, soft and young.

“Uh oh,” muttered the tardy guard.

“Uh oh, is right.” I turned him to ash.

“Mrs. Merryweather?” She didn’t scream. I began to like her.

“It’s Ms, dear. Never let relationships define you.”

“I heard your apprentice died. Violently. A lot of blood.” Her pink tongue darted past soft lips.

“How opportunistic. Come in.”

Will I regret it?

I wonder.