for Sadje’s What Do You See? prompt
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I spent a couple of hours this morning writing a pun-filled piece for today’s challenge. Then, I remembered a short story I wrote back in March 2017 and thought I’d give it another outing instead.
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At the manor, a log fire crackled before a food-laden breakfast table. Maids fetched and carried, servants moved discreetly.
Outside, a coachman readied a gleaming carriage for his master’s trip to his factory.
His workers tugged their forelocks as he walked twixt clanking machines, a handkerchief pressed to his face.
Times were good.
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At the decrepit tied cottage, a chill wind whistled through broken windows. Five scruffy urchins played on a filthy floor.
Their mother, large with child, struggled to feed them. Hopefully, her husband would earn a shilling today to buy food tomorrow.
Recently a child died and was buried in a pauper’s grave. They couldn’t pay a doctor.
Soon their eldest would be six and sweeping chimneys at the manor.
Times were hard.
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Good story but a bit close to home now in today’s climes Keith.
Sadly so Di.
that was what I was thinking too, Di!
<3
David
Thanks David. Take care.
A heartfelt story Keith. I could not help but think of Charles Dickens novels for some reason. Thank you.
My thoughts too Suzette. Thank you.
Again you knocked the prompt right out of the ballpark with your sad-but-true-ish tale 🙂
It’s kind of you to say so, thank you Christine
Unfortunately it’s too real
Sadly so, Larry.
Two side of society, opposite to each other and disconnected. Thanks for joining in with this moving and realistic story.
Thanks, Sadje, I’m pleased it came across that way.
You’re very welcome
Hits the heart
Thanks Beth
you just painted the stark contrast of my neighborhood. great take on the prompt.