For Friday Fictioneers 100-Word Challenge: 12 June 2015
Note: My brain is wired a little different today. If the story appears gross to you, please accept my apologies.
After dinner, Alyssa and Willis led their guest, Reverend Baker, to the living room.
While enjoying good conversation, a peculiar odor filled the air, which the Reverend, sipping his coffee, failed to notice. It was either that or he was an actor worthy of the Oscar.
Alyssa looked at Willis in disgust. She motioned him to join her in the kitchen.
“Willis, how could you?”
“It wasn’t me.”
Moments later, the smell came back strong as ever. The Reverend remained unperturbed as Alyssa glanced at him with understanding.
Little did she knew it was Willis’s turn.