Coincidence or Ugly Fate. You decide


Frank Winner was waiting at platform ten, Euston station, for his ‘charge,’ as it were, to arrive from Nottingham. Tomorrow, Mike Bellow was giving a key note speech at the company annual conference on  “Cross-cultural implications . Trading with Eastern Europe and Beyond.”  The “beyond” bit had been chucked into the title to add a bit of spin, but really they were just talking about selling stuff to Hungary. Frank was not looking forward to the speech so its fair to say he was dreading the evening: he would far rather be at home relaxing with his wife. However, career was career,  and the mortgage must be paid, never mind his daughter’s university fees. He knew a ‘”favour,” for his boss  was really a command.

Both he and  ‘Honoured Guest’ were in their mid-fifties and it was important not to embarrass the firm: he was determined to rise to the challenge. At last a surprisingly fit gentleman, with a dash of grey above each ear, strode towards him, attracted by the sign he was holding, and introduced himself. “Where’s the party eh” he said indicating that a night of celebration was required. “There is a nice Greek restaurant near here said the nervous Winner, which has some quite interesting fish based dishes”. “Stuff that,”  said our learned consultant, “Lets go where the music plays. Lets have some fuuun ” . He stretched out the last word to show he was a guy who still liked to walk on the wild side.

Soon our two party-goers entered the vaults of the “Pavilion” nightclub and  seated themselves at a table before ordering some bland meal at prices set without reference to quality. “Tacky” was the word which came to Frank’s mind but Mike Bellow seemed strangely “At home” in these surroundings, and was soon leering at the young waitress who came to take their order.

Luck was on Frank’s side, it seemed, and Bellow, true to his name, appeared  happy to talk all night while Frank listened, which should not be too challanging. “Oh yes,” said Bellow, “I had the night of nights yesterday. I was at some club, trying to look at a girls tits, you know what its like, and she came up to me and said, “You a pervert or something”, and I said, “You bet your life I am. Hows about some champagne?”

I think the girl was already a bit pissed. ‘In your face,’ in the best way possible.  Know what I mean. Anyway she matched me glass for glass. The more pervy I became, the more she laughed. It was brilliant. I love drunk tarts”

Frank had been to Nottingham on more than one occasion, but knew little of the place. “Well, I can tell you this,” continued Bellow, “She was a goer. That girl could ‘ave taught Cleopatra a few tricks,” he said, taking a decent swallow and winking over his glass. “Oh yes sir, she ‘drained the bottle’ and then some if you follow me.”

“Sounds like fun”, said Frank, wishing the clock would get a move on, and allow him to escape this leery company. She had a trick or two, “Carline” her name was, beautiful girl, curvy and with soft brown hair you could stroke all night” A chill went through Frank as he heard the name, and before he could say anything, Bellow handed over his phone to show a photograph of the partly clothed Carline walking out of the bathroom. It was an unusual photograph of his daughter and showed a new side to her character.

“You sick bastard” said Frank, before leaning over and smacking his guest in the eye. The sacking the following morning was not unexpected, but the call from his daughter to her mother three weeks later was. Sitting in a bar near his home Frank reflected that “Life isn’t  always what you make it. Sometimes other people make it for you”

 

 

About Peter Wells aka Countingducks

Trying to remember what my future is
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23 Responses to Coincidence or Ugly Fate. You decide

  1. mikesteeden says:

    Well that was a stroke of bad luck! A very fine read indeed.

  2. gwpj says:

    I like this, Peter. Could be an excellent beginning to a much longer story, eh?

  3. catterel says:

    I wonder how many times that has happened in real life? Or almost?

  4. 1WriteWay says:

    Oh, dear. Poor Frank. I agree this could be a longer story since now I wonder how Frank will get on and is he on talking terms with his daughter, etc. I liked this story very much.

  5. Scarlet says:

    The things we will do for money, eh? I’m glad Frank decided to draw a line…. hopefully his daughter will follow his example.
    Sx

  6. Wonderful little twist, Peter, which was still a surprise even though one knew something was going to happen. You set this scene up magnificently – a great read.
    And, for what it’s worth, I think it works really well as a stand alone piece.

  7. Al says:

    I’ve decided. This is both coincidence AND ugly fate and every father’s nightmare, for sure.

  8. Did not see this one coming at all. What a twist of fate!

  9. What’s a Dad to do? Losing his job was the least of it!

  10. Nicely written! That IS a father’s worst nightmare for sure!

  11. Ina says:

    Oh! What a shock for that poor father! Great story! I do hope he will get a new job :)

  12. gotham girl says:

    An excellent read….but then that’s always!

  13. I really enjoyed your story Peter and thanks for liking my post. Cheers Kate

  14. A thoroughly good read as always Peter. It felt like the beginning of a new book! 😊

  15. It’s funny, I know a Peter Wells, he lives in Connecticut. Thank you for reading my essay today. Will visit you. Loved the piece you wrote.. It does have the feeling there’s more, a wonderful thing.

  16. Thank you for LIKING me on Facebook. I’d do the same but I’ve forgotten my password and they will not allow me to change it, therefore, I can’t go out of my own page. My cyber issues are numerous across the board. Thank you, really…made my morning.

  17. Peter,
    as always, you supply great, surprising, interesting content :) Xxxxx
    How are you?

  18. Who was Frank really mad at? ;)

  19. jmmcdowell says:

    Poor Frank—that is not the kind of curve ball one wants to see from Life!

  20. r e douville says:

    I’m pretty sure I’d have been arrested over my response to the image.

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