Filet Mignon

It had been two years ago, George had accepted the invitation to join a rather exclusive organization.  The president, Andre, had told George, “You’ll love our group.  Nobody ever leaves!”

Andre had been right.  George found that the organization had so much going for it.  Filet Mignon dinners each Tuesday, fancy dress balls on the first Friday of each month, the best seats in hundreds of theaters and restaurants throughout the county.  These and many other benefits made the $1000.00 per month dues seem almost worth-while.  Almost.  But there was something that George couldn’t put his finger on…something not quite right with this organization, so he had finally made his decision, walked up to Andre after the Tuesday meal and said, “I’ve decided to cancel my membership.

Now George found himself running for his life.  He thought that Andre had been making him a promise when he said, “nobody ever leaves”.  Too late, he realized that it was a rule…”Nobody ever leaves the club.”

This week’s Trifecta challenge was to use the 3rd definition of the word “club” (from the Miriam Webster dictionary)

3a : an association of persons for some common object usually jointly supported and meeting periodically; also : a group identified by some common characteristic <nations in the nuclear club>  

– See more at: http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/#sthash.hsCIc9RZ.dpuf

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17 thoughts on “Filet Mignon

  1. They told him the rule right off the bat: Nobody ever leaves. If he
    misinterpreted it, well, that’s his problem. This is kind of creepy
    and fun at the same time. Makes me wonder what else we don’t know
    about the club… Great post, and thanks for linking up! ~Christine (Trifecta Guest Judge)

  2. Can I pretend those filet mignons were old club members who tried to escape sorry I’m going to anyway haha Creep-tastic piece!

    • Thanks Draug…I actually realized today that I should have ended my story with, “at the next Tuesday’s supper, the members all agreed that the steak tasted a little different than usual. After the meal, Andre got up and said, ‘aren’t you all glad to be part of this club? Nobody ever leaves.'”

  3. Oops. lol
    Could draw quite a few parallels for that “club”!
    p.s. glad you didn’t change the ending. sort of sorry to have read the comment… lol

  4. Sounds like membership in the Russian GRU. The only way to leave the GRU was through a smokestack, as ash. A wonder if there aren’t more clubs out there like this than we know of. Interesting topic, great writing from you.

    • Thank you! I didn’t know that about the GRU, but it makes a lot of sense. I imagine the KGB likely functioned much the same way.

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