Friday Fictioneers – Uninvited Guests

ff300414The wedding suite at the Los Alamos Motel lay silent. Around the edges of the empty dance floor sat a dozen white-clothed tables. On each, lip gloss stained Champagne flutes fizzed gently amongst the gleaming silver cutlery and trembling phones. From the ceiling a net of blue and red balloons threatened to fall.

At the top table the wedding cake remained uncut. Tears of icing dripped in the baking heat. Sugar models of the bride and groom melted slowly into the sagging third tier.

In the distance, retreating sirens faded to an echo as the suite’s sun-bleached net curtains fluttered in the desert breeze.


These words form my entry into this week’s Friday Fictioneers photo prompt challenge.

22 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – Uninvited Guests

    1. paulmclem Post author

      Thanks, Helen. Yeh, the main thought in my head was the melting wedding cake. Just liked the idea of a wedding bash where everybody had disappeared…somewhere or sometime…who knows?

  1. sustainabilitea

    I agree it’s eerie. I’m torn between the disappearing theme you mention and the sirens, which would seem to indicate an accident of some sort. I’m not sure those two point in the same direction.

    “Lip gloss-stained” could use a hyphen. 🙂 Give you another word.


  2. patriciaruthsusan

    Paul, Was this perhaps a nuclear accident? I wonder if they quickly evacuated everyone or it was some kind of alien attack. I’m just glad I wasn’t there. O_o Very description and well done. 🙂


  3. elappleby

    Now I really want to know what happened. this is my favourite kind of story, one which gets the reader’s imagination going and lasts much longer than the 100 words. Great stuff.

  4. rochellewisoff

    Dear Paul

    Intriguing. The sirens give an inkling that there’s been a disaster to ruin the wedding. Lots of leeway to imagine. Vivid images. Good one.




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