The Spinster School Teacher
50 Word Story | Fiction
The one-room school house promised me boredom. The traveler promised me adventure beyond my imagination. I purchased the stagecoach fare, California bound.
An heiress joined us in Denver. The horses stumbled in the Rockies. Too much weight.
He pushed me over the cliff, and I haunt this accursed forest forever.
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First Published: 18 October 2019, The Friday Fix (on Medium.com, RIP)
Image Credit: darksouls1, Enrique Meseguer, on Pixabay.com
About this Story
Note: This post is a part of my “push” to publish my older works on Substack. I’m now publishing new works in between the ones I’m archiving here.
A Tale of the Old West
Although I’ve mentioned that I struggle with photo/image prompts suggested by publishers, the woman’s eyes in this image held me captive. I listened as her sad tale poured forth and filled my writer’s thoughts. Who would have guessed such a thing had happened to her?
What amazed me about this image is when I explored the artist’s Pixabay page, I found his post with links to the two original images he used to create this haunting image in sepia tones. Well done, Enrique!
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Beautiful portrait, haunting story, well done.
Well, the saddest thing is that she bought her own ticket. We've all bought a few tickets in our lives that turned out to be mistakes, haven't we... This piece made me remember.