Photo Credit: Rick Spaulding
“Which one’s yours?”
Mary shrugged.
“C’mon, which one?”
There was a moment’s hesitation before she shrugged again, and I grinned. Perhaps she wanted me to guess.
I took another look at the display. Mary was talented enough to create any of those pumpkins, but she wasn’t one to think outside the box. So maybe not the clown or minion. Did she even know about ninja turtles? I pointed at the shark.
She shook her head, and I was about to guess again when I noticed how tightly she held on to the edge of her blouse. Mary was taciturn but not prone to nervousness.
“Is everything okay?”
Her chin was halfway into a nod when she paused and her upper lip trembled.
A ball formed in the center of my chest. She’s scared, I realized as my body mirrored hers. Suddenly all I wanted was to get her out of there.
“Forget the silly display. Let’s get some air and you can tell me what happened.”
“But it is the display,” Mary murmured, her eyes darting to the table. “I’d made a unicorn. I came early to set up and…” she shuddered, “… I saw the clown eat it.”
For the Sunday Photo Fiction Challenge
Na'ama Yehuda 
Oooh! Surprise ending! Thanks for the distraction from awful news.
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This was EXACTLY what it was intended as! 🙂 Hugs … Na’ama
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Now that is weird. Go go go!
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Yep … 😉
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Naughty clown. 🙂
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Yeah, well … you cannot trust this kinda’ clown.
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A pumpkin clown monster – terrifying!
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Me agree …
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Nice twist. One pumpkin creation eating another! A bit spooky too!
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Well, it is coming up on Halloween here … so everyone is in spook-mode … 😉
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Oooo, these clowns are always the villains of the piece.
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Especially when they are “the mean one clowns” as a little boy I know says … 😉
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