Entranced

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

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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.