Written for the July 19 Flash Fiction Challenge at Carrot Ranch
In Every Rumor
Every rumor holds an inkling of truth. Or so they say.
I never intended to stay in Fort Wilkins. Once my sister had her baby, I’d return to Virginia and the life Jonas and I planned along the Potomac River.
“Miss Fanny, I wish you’d reconsider,” Frederick said.
“I’d loathe these Michigan winters,” I said, attempting to ease my way out.
“I would see to your every comfort.”
While pleasant on the surface, Frederick possessed a darkness I’d seen in men before, a ruthless persistence, which would not end well.
Only my sister knew the truth of my disappearance.
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99 words, Sascha Darlington
Coulda gone that way. Well told.
Thank you so much! 🙂
Great writing! I loved it!
Thank you, Robin. I appreciate it. 🙂
No problem! 🙂
Nicely done! 🙂
Thank you! 🙂
ruthless persistence, i like that phrase. i hope her sister does something with what she knows
In real life, Fannie/Fanny returned home to Virginia, married and had children.
This was my first attempt at historical fiction. It was fun.
Thanks, Gina! 🙂
Well done, Sascha! I got chills at the thought of the narrow escape.
Thank you, Charli. And thanks for the opportunity to write historical fiction. I may have to write more! 🙂
Wow. This story read like a much longer story. Such great detail. I got a good feel the characters. <3
Thank you so much, Colleen!