Ergo, the Ogre

It’s time once again for Fandango’s Teaser Story Starter.

Here’s how it works. Every Tuesday morning (Fandango time), he is going to give you a “teaser” sentence or sentence fragment and your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to build a story (prose or poetry) around that sentence/fragment. It doesn’t have to be the first sentence in your story, and you don’t even have to use it in your post at all if you don’t want to. The purpose of the teaser is simply to spark your imagination and to get your storytelling juices flowing.

This week’s Story Starter teaser is:

The party ended in screams when the hostess’s body was found in the…

If you care to write and post a story built from this teaser, be sure to link back to this post and tag your post with #FSS. I would also encourage you to read and enjoy what your fellow bloggers do with their stories.

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The party ended in screams when the hostess’s body was found in the swimming pool. She was fully clothed in her “party dress” — a red, spaghetti strap gown. Her pink mermaid wig, unfortunately, had come off and floated a few feet ahead of her body, near what they assumed was her wine glass. It looked like a wad of pink spaghetti.

“Daisy!” Her husband Oliver yelled. He kicked off his shoes, dove in the pool and dragged his wife’s body to the edge of the pool. Someone had called 911 and sirens could be heard in the distance. Two men helped Oliver haul Daisy out of the water.

Oliver tried giving her CPR to no avail. “Oh, my God!” Oliver cried. “How can this be? Daisy was a good swimmer…”

By then the EMTs had arrived and examined the body. She was gone.

As they watched the ambulance silently drive away, Bianca, who was Daisy’s best friend, tapped Oliver on the shoulder.

“Oliver, I found this under the roast beef platter in the kitchen.”

It was note. Oliver quickly unfolded it and read aloud:

Dearest Oliver,

My act was intentional. I could see no other way out and just wanted the pain to stop. Now you and bitch-face Bianca can be together. Yes, I’ve known about you two for months now. Have a nice life. Oh, and get your Rx for Demerol refilled. You’re out.

Daisy

PS: Tell Bianca that the ice-blue eye shadow she wears makes her look like a slut.

D