The Grocery Store.
Yup, earlier this week a writing friend and I did groceries together. What better way to kill two birds with one stone–brainstorm murder and mayhem, and okay, romance, too, AND stock the cupboards.
The trouble began as we were walking into the store, and I told my friend that I could kill her father. [meaning the heroine’s father, of course]
My friend stopped dead in her tracks, turned to me and said, “You can’t do that!”
The jaw of a woman exiting the store dropped to her chest. I kid you not.
Playing it up, I, of course go on to explain how easy it would be. We can lace the chili with the poison. He’ll never know.
Okay, I’m just kidding about that last part.
But seriously, the woman started reaching for her cell phone. We’re thinking 9-1-1. Cop cars swerving into the parking lot. “Honest, officer, we’re writers.”
Being a quick thinker, my friend says loudly, “I won’t read another one of your books if you kill her father!”
After a good chuckle, my single friend muses, “What a great way for a heroine to meet the next cop hero!” LOL–I’m reading between the lines on that one! The heroine, huh? Hmmm.
As we strolled through the store it was very tempting to see how many others we could drag into our plot. A grocery store is a great place to dream up plot twists for a murder mystery. Hee, hee, hee.
Your Turn: Where did you meet your significant other? Or if you’ve yet to meet him, where might you imagine the meeting happening?
BTW: If you missed the news in my comments on Wednesday’s post,
Linda Ford currently has a free read on the Harlequin site called A Cowboy’s Promise. Happy reading!
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LOL — ah, you should have kept going. Think of the research opportunities that would give you. Tires squealing, lights flashing, the cute police officer getting out of the car…inviting you into the cruiser behind the mesh divider. 🙂
I met my ex-husband at church. Sigh. You would have thought it should have been a match made in heaven. It wasn’t. My dream first meeting would happen at…are you read? Drum roll puleeeze…..
The dog park!!!!! 🙂
Sandra, this is hilarious…..glad you had fun!!!
Met my hub at a dance!
You are always out for trouble making aren’t you, Sandra!! Poor woman. She probably pondered your conversation for hours that day.
Hoping to read your attachment today, Sandra, and will get back to you on it.
Ah, yes, Kav, if it’d been you I was shopping with, we might still be in jail! I love your “behind the mesh divider” line. 🙂 So sorry your first marriage didn’t work out. What kind of dog do you envision Mr. Right walking? 🙂
Oh, Jackie, that’s how my parents met, too. So romantic.
Eileen, you’re probably right, but then she might have had lots of fun telling her family about it around the dinner table. 🙂
Fun post, sandra! I was my hubby’s math tutor in college. I had been forewarned against dating anyone from the baseball team and honestly, at first, I thought he was an idiot 🙂 he knew what he was doing that’s for sure. Kept my attention. Then he brought his bible to our study session. When the shock wore off…we started reading and praying before we worked our equations. The jock passed with a B, and the rest, as they say, is history.
Love it, Amy! 🙂
VERY FUNNY, Sandra.
I met mine on a dance floor. We made introductions after he asked me to dance.
Aah, Loree, and I’m picturing you in Civil War period attire–long flowing gown. Yes? For those who haven’t visited Loree’s blog, she moonlights as a war re-enactor 🙂
Loved the story Sandra as well as the picture of Castle. 🙂