One fic with the drabbles I write for Bugsfic's drabble challenges posted onto tumblr originally.
To go and read the others use the hashtag #tdbm drabbles. Am hoping to keep up and do one a week.
Drabbles must be exactly 50, 100, 200 or 300 words.
Prompt one: 'stuck'
Title: Deal with the Devil
Jean was pleased to see the grass had finally grown across the grave. It had been red dirt the last few visits.
She leant down to place the flowers against the headstone, automatically reading the inscription as she did. Loving husband and father.
She remembered Lucien's face when she'd proposed the wording for the headstone.
"Which was he to you?" Lucien had asked, the slurring of his words startling her and catching her off guard.
"I beg your pardon?" she'd snapped but her waning patience had gone unnoticed due to his level of inebriation.
"Will there be any nasty surprises when the will is read?"
She flushed again now thinking about it. Not with shame, of course. Dr Blake – Thomas – had never acted in any way inappropriately. She could never imagine…
Lucien could imagine though, it seemed. He'd never made any outright accusations since that night but sometimes there was a lifted eyebrow or a slight hesitation in his voice when he referred to his father and his housekeeper in the same breath.
Jean wanted to strike back, to tell him that a man his age acting like a jealous and petulant child was not becoming. She decided, however, to ignore it just like she did her best to ignore all of Lucien's other…quirks.
She had to, after all. She had nowhere to go should she and Lucien fall out completely. His home was her home, whether either of them liked it or not.
She stared down at the grave. Doctor Blake had brought her ashore, grounded her when she'd been drifting, dangerously close to crashing against the rocks. She supposed it was her duty to repay the favour.
"I know," she said aloud to Doctor Blake. "Lucien's stuck with me." Whether either of them liked it or not.