What Kind of Stalker? – Friday Fictioneers – 08-04-17

Copyright – Dale Rogerson


After many uncharacteristically silent moments at the monthly garden club meeting Marge broke the silence.

“This is disturbing!” she said.

“It’s exactly what each club member said was missing isn’t it?” Trudy asked.

“Yes,” Marge replied.

“We have a stalker!” Allie joked.

“Not funny,” Marge snapped.

“Don’t you get it? Flower stalks?” Allie giggled.

“Someone trespassed in our gardens!” Trudy exclaimed.

“Trespassed? Since when are we defending our space?” Allie asked.

“Did you read the note?” Marge asked.

She held it up to read.

“Roses are red, violets are blue, I came for the blooms, now I come for you!”







13 thoughts on “What Kind of Stalker? – Friday Fictioneers – 08-04-17

  1. Okay that didn’t work. My above comment was in response to grannie’s comment. The following is my comment on this ff story…

    What a meeting. I can just see the members getting all hot under the collar. And that note. So many great sayings, I was wondering when someone would say stalk! Great light-hearted stuff.

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