Written for the 30-day creative writing challenge hosted by Nicky and Mike of We Work For Cheese. Today's prompt is Spiders. It is now day 5; only 25 days left, to check out these great stories.
Ack, this is a really big spider! Meet our house guest for the weekend. He (or she) was a really good house guest (for the sake of the story we will assume it's a male).
We were visiting with friends for the weekend, and we had our choice of sleeping quarters, so we chose the accommodations at the top of the road because the A/C was supposed to be COLD, and with me being just short of volcanic, I figured that would be best.
In the main cabin we had dinner, drank wine and talked, as good friends do. Our hostess's charming aunt and uncle, who lived nearby, joined us as we waited for the last couple to arrive. The wine flowed, stories were told, and the evening wound down in anticipation of the next day's activities.
We walked back to the trailer, and shortly after getting settled in for the evening, we discovered our house guest. Wow, that's a big spider (loud exclamation) and then "where's my camera". Now I'm not afraid of spiders, but I would greatly prefer that they remain outside, and I will use lethal force against a home invasion of the eight-legged critters. One this size, though, I prefer to just persuade to leave, and by that I mean have my husband remove him. We grabbed a broom to entice him out the front door. Alas, our attempts to evict him failed, as he skillfully evaded us under a bookcase or some other piece of furniture where we couldn't get to him.
This was probably the hottest weekend we could have possibly chose to get together. Now that doesn't have anything to do with the spider who probably didn't care one way or another that we were there, and the trailer was now cool.
What, you ask, did we do now? Well, I'll tell you. Nothing! We went down the hall and went to bed. We never saw him again. The funny thing was that a member of our group had an intense
fear dislike of spiders, however, I couldn't resist showing our house guest's portrait the following morning. Apparently everyone chose the appropriate sleeping quarters.
And now for everyone who hates spiders.