“Ice tea?” I asked, attempting to break the ice in our once warm relationship.
“Just sign the damn papers,” she replied in an ice-cold voice.
“I beg you to reconsider…” I put aside all pretense of dignity now, but her countenance froze my blood like ice.
I signed wordlessly, and satisfied that she had full ownership of my jewelry shop, she got up imperiously, like a Ice Queen…and stabbed me right through the heart.
I should have known I was skating on thin ice when I sold ice instead of real diamonds to my oldest client, Beatrix Lestrange.
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99 words.
Written as a part of the Carrot Ranch Literary Community Flash Fiction Challenge, hosted by Charli Mills. The objective is to write a 99-word story based on Charlie’s prompt each week. Her prompt this week, in her own words, was:
February 15, 2018, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story on ice. It can be an event on ice, a game on ice or a drink on ice. Go where the prompt leads you…
jagahdilmein 
Well, he got what he deserved. You don’t mess with Lestrange. And you shouldn’t sell fake diamonds to anybody…
True, but we are all creatures of habit I guess 🙂
lol you must win first prize for using the word most times!
Ha ha ha. That was the idea, I wanted to include at least one in every sentence 🙂
lol then you did very well … I have never seen the word used in so many different ways in a mere 99 words!
Thank you so much Kate.
my pleasure!
Did she stab him with an icicle? I would expect nothing less from an ice queen!
Clever, Anurag! Lots of fun icy details.
Thank you so much Charli.
Loved the twist in the end 🙂
Thank you so much Ruchira.
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