… in case you were missing your Friday Writing Prompt, something vaguely reminiscent – to me – of P.G. Wodehouse. Whose aunt is this lady?
Writing Prompt: Get in the car!
Karavansara
East of Constantinople, West of Shanghai
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31 January 2016 at 10:32
“Now don’t be ridiculous, Tom dear. You know that he is perfectly well-mannered, once you know how to tak him…”
Tom Ashby, who had never known how to take Aunt Edith’s vicious swans – and suffered for it many times – shrank behind the wheel, wondering for the hundredth time why must he play chauffeur in this escapade… But then, one other thing he had never learnt was how to say “no” to his mother’s sister.
“There, there, there, Tristram darling,” Edith clucked. “Do sit there like a good little swanling.”
Darling Tristram, finding himself stowed in the rear seat, honked belligerently, and clacked his beak right where Tom’s ear would have been – if not for long experience and cricket-honed reflex.
“You have seen this, have you?” Tom muttered.
“Yes – he’s a trifle spirited, today,” Aunt Edith admitted with the merriest smile, as she settled in the passenger’s seat. “Shall we go now, dearest? London won’t meet us half-way, you know.”
Tom sighed, and turned the ignition key. When he twisted to check the way was free, he was met by one round, fiercely disapproving eye. Could he be imagining the evi grin in the eye’s depths? With mournful thoughts for his upholstery, Tom turned the car in the alley – to Edith’s little cries of “my violets – mind my violets!”
This was going to be a long drive.
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31 January 2016 at 11:23
Marvelous.
I’m curious about the rest of the story.
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31 January 2016 at 12:05
Oh, all sorts of things are cropping up. I think Aunt Edith has a large and eccentric circle of acquaintances – including an opera director who wants Tristram to appear in his production of Wagner’s Lohengrin… This is why Edith enlisted Tom’s help to convey the fowl to London.
Of course, on the way, trouble ensues…
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31 January 2016 at 12:45
And it was meant to be “evil gleam”, not “grin”…
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31 January 2016 at 13:13
This is a first draft, it’s ok 😉
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31 January 2016 at 13:13
Write it!
Please.
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