Adelaide sat on her portmanteau waiting for Uncle John, feasting her eyes full of the town. So many buildings in one place, not a single one short of visitors. Mama warned her off rowdy buildings and crowds. Right now that probably meant every building in sight. But mama had said nothing about fellows with shoulders like bulwarks sauntering through town as though confidence was their proverbial preserve.

He tipped his hat, she tipped weak knees.

Perhaps mama should have spent more time warning her off men whose mere presence erased every sense of geography and decorum.

Copyright-Ted Strutz
Copyright Ted Strutz

Written for Friday fictioneers a writing challenge hosted by Rochelle. The picture was provided by Ted Strutz, the task is to write a 100 words story inspired by it. Thanks Rochelle for hosting the challenge. Thank you for stopping by… do click on the link to read other stories.

35 thoughts on “Entranced

  1. Enjoyable and great use of words “He tipped his hat, she tipped weak knees.” and “erased every sense of geography and decorum” Delightful.

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  2. Oh, dear, trouble ahead. Mom should have given her some very pointed advice – I’d say she has a big whole in her education! A good feeling of a dazzled innocent in the big city. 🙂

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  3. Haha. Great story, those hot guys, even then, were dangerous if you don’t know what game they’re playing with you. I guess Mama, should watch her closely.

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  4. Ah, the thrill of crushes and romance.

    I’ll admit that the visual image of ‘shoulders like bulwarks’ also left me quite weak at the knees. XD

    In the spirit of optimism, for these two, I forsee a happy-ever-after rather than a broken heart.

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