Friday Fictioneers — Candle Party

This post is in response to Rochelle Wisoff-Field and her Friday Fictioneers Challenge.

Friday Fictioneers Rules.

Copyright - Renee Heath


The smell of burnt paraffin remained in the air after the party guests left. All the guests except the one with a deep gash in her forehead who lay on the floor before him. He remained silent in the expensive leather chair. After his proposal she had thrown her cell phone at him. In retaliation he had used the candle stick. Β The problem he faced now was how to dispose of her body. Solutions ran through his mind, most of which he dismissed as impracticable. According to the candle stick he had a few more hours to decide her final resting place.