Short Story Month: My Dinner with Sally

Sally Forth (Short Story Month #18)

We all know that one of the most stressful events in a person’s life is hosting a dinner party. While they may be held with the best of intentions, such parties almost inevitably devolve into a snipefest of petty remarks and off-handed insults, each person determined to “win” the evening.

Unfortunately for Mr. and Mrs. Klurn, who have obviously come to dominate their opponents — Mrs. Klurns immediate backhanded compliment on their house proves that they’re well prepared — theirs is a losing battle. Besides they fact that they’re already cursed with the surname Klurn, hosts Sally and Ted Forth have never lost a dinner party. You see, the demure Sally is in fact one-fourth C.H.U.D. (Cannibalistic Humanoid Underground Dweller) on her father’s side; thus, the evening can and will only end in bloodshed. If the Klurns can make it past the hors d’oeurve stage of the night, they’ll have already trounced the previous week’s invitees Carl and Roberta McPherson, former neighbours and current main course.