Robbie Is Sorry

by , under Fiction Prompts, Friday Fictioneers

I couldn’t sleep, it bothered me so much. Almost none of it was my fault, but still. Guilt.

I checked my watch. Flying international, you always have to be at least two hours early. I wondered if this hotel had a phonebook. I checked the nightstand and there it was, right there with a Gideon Bible and the Book of Mormon.

I called the first florist listed. “What do you have to express regret?” I asked, feeling foolish.

“Iris and Bird of Paradise,” the voice said without hesitation. “Or roses and daisies, if you’re on a budget.”

“Both,” I said.


Friday Fictioneers


  1. rochellewisoff

    Dear Josh,

    Sounds like a boatload of regret there. You left me wanting more. The mark of a skilled writer. (Or P.T. Barnum ;) ) Good job.



  2. Lynn Love

    Love that opening line – you know how to start a story, reeling in your readers. And as a florist … yes, we have A LOT of conversations like this with men and so often you look at the minimal bouquet they’ve bought thinking, ‘Well, that’s just adding insult to injury, mate.’ Lovely tale, but of course I want to know what he did …

  3. Dale

    Excellent take on my flowers… I mean, the prompt!
    Wonder if that will help or hinder his cause…

  4. Varad

    Hmmm! What did he do to buy the whole lot of flowers? Is he running away? Lots of questions here. Good one, J Hardy.

  5. granonine

    I sure hope she receives the flowers with a spirit of forgiveness. He seems to be a really decent sort of guy.


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