Each week a photo is used, donated by one of the participants
of Sunday Photo Fiction, and the idea is to write a story with the photo as a
prompt in 200 words or less.
This week’s photo prompt is provided by Eric Wiklund
THE PROMISE
She promised to follow him to the
ends of the earth. A new adventure he
said. A new life he said. New friends, new opportunities he said. She believed him. She believed in him. The night of the wedding she wondered. Shrugged her shoulders, things would get
better. The next night, she gritted her
teeth and the next and the next. When they
arrived at their new home she could hardly walk. She stood as tall as she could, her pride
would not let her hurt show. She smiled
at the house that was theirs. Not quite
what she expected from his description. Not
what she’d hoped for. The people stood
at their doors, sullen and suspicious. His
arrogance was showing. He was the lord
of the manor and the peasants knew it. Behind
closed doors the nightly rituals continued, the pain and torture that he told
her was love was relentless.
Hope came in the garden, peace
descended upon her soul, a fluttering began in the pit of her tummy. She knew then that she would endure. She had
to for the sake of the new life stirring inside her. She would find a way, escape was her hope.
Word count 200
Wow, a lot going on here. I dread to think what the nightly rituals involved. I admire her strength and hope through it all.
ReplyDelete...behind closed doors. Intriguing.
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Excellent tale of harsh reality.
ReplyDeletePoor woman. Abuse in any form is harsh. I'm glad she decided to find a way out
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