January is named for the Roman god, Janus, the god of beginnings and transitions – of gates, of doors, of endings, and time. Usually depicted as a two-faced god, he is looking both to the past and the future.
Word Count: 100
Genre: Mystery?
Janus
Cleaning up the last of the mess, Jan put her hands on her hips surveying the room. All back in order again.
It was good to be clear of him – his whining grated in her ears. She had zero patience for that. Sometimes, their voices replayed in her weaker moments, begging for mercy. That seldom bothered her for long. It was time to move on.
Smoothing her long hair, she glanced quickly at her reflection. Jan licked her lips, tugged her shirt down just enough to better frame her cleavage and answered the door.
“Hello, lover. So glad you came.”
The photo prompt is courtesy of Claire Fuller. Links to all the other Flash Friday Fictioneers can be found here.
© Erin Leary
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Spooky good!
Well done!
Whoah! A woman after my own heart. Well done Erin.
Wow, Sandra, that’s not at all how I imagined you to be! 🙂 The things you learn about other Fictioneers…
janet
Just having a bad day Janet, is all. 😛
Phew!! What a relief to hear that’s all there is to it. Hopefully things will improve soon!!
Thanks, Sandra. I was channeling your voice this week. 🙂
Chilling and very well written. My own Janus is here: http://readinpleasure.wordpress.com/2013/02/01/fridayfictioneers-janus/
Thank you for reading!
Janus came to mind when I first saw the picture but nothing like this! I’m trying not to imagine what the mess was like or where it came from. Yuck!
janet
It wasn’t pretty, that’s for sure……
She’s a simple working girl, not a dominatrix, I’m thinking. Resisting the urge to believe she was cleaning with bleach.
Think black widow…..more malevolent than simply a working girl…..
Ooh… you are right…
Ooh macabre. I wouldn’t like to look under her floorboards.
I haven’t figured out where they are hidden….something to think about!
Jan is quite the little business woman, isn’t she? Nice grisly little tale, Erin. At least she’s neat about it.
shalom,
Rochelle
She’s got a problem, that’s for sure.
Dear Erin,
Caveat Emptor to the new lover. Out with the old and in with the new. i loved this story.
Aloha,
Doug
It’s all about transitions…..
Always looking back always looking forward, she certainly is very skilled in moving on.
Like your Janus take.
She’s got it down to a science…..
And as she opened the door she thought “Next!”
Exactly! She must have been angry at men, that’s all i can say!
Ya think? haha
Happy Hour at Jan’s house. Come on down.
I’ve always heard there was more than one fish in the sea, but what’s wrong with catch-and-release?
Very strong, especially “Sometimes, their voices replayed in her weaker moments, begging for mercy. That seldom bothered her for long.” Those two sentences really sold the story, I think. And they really creeped me out – Jan sounds like a dangerous person to be around. Mystery…or serial killer thriller?
Now that’s a lady to be reckoned with. Very nice.
She knows what she wants! Let’s hope the new lover does as well, or he will be the old lover soon!
Gosh, she’s not one to leave any stone unturned is she. Well Done! 🙂