Drips of fat dropped through the barbeque grill and sent flames up into the darkening sky.
“Here you go, mate.” James stepped onto the patio and handed Mike a cool beer.
“Dinner won't be long.” The plate hissed as James put onion on to fry.
“I'll go tell the girls.” Mike disappeared inside the house again.
James opened the Tupperware container and gripped the delicate wings between thumb and forefinger.
The fairy's scream sounded like tinkling glass windchimes as he pulled the sheer material from the body.
She sizzled as she landed on the grill beside her sisters' unrecognisable bodies.