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The Last Set of Stairs
He said her dreams lay at the top.
She wrinkled her nose at the dirty steps. It was obvious that no caretaker had been here. How could he be rich and have servants if the steps leading up to his home were this dirty?
Jolene let his hand drop from hers and backed away. The pain in his face became too much to bear, so she turned around. She walked quietly back to her car.
That’s a nice little sad story although he’ll get over it. Better luck to John next time. I don’t even like the name Jolene!
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Ohhh dear. How devastating for the guy, but he’s sure to find the right woman out there.
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He’ll find someone worthy of his love eventually, and she’ll climb whatever steps she has to for hi.
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Brilliant story.
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Poor guy! But I’d be pretty suspicious, too — looks like these steps could lead to a cemetery, both literally and figuratively.
I hope you’re enjoying these prompts; it seems to me you’re getting better all the time at writing short tales. One thought:
It was obvious that no caretaker had been here.
Here’s where an adverb could save you a few words to use later for more description. Like Obviously no caretaker had touched these for years.
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Dear Symanntha,
That gold-digger doesn’t deserve him. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Nicely done! Touching ending.
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That’s actually a really smart way to test her love, though I feel for the servants.
Great story. Come see mine here.
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That was good! I wish I could write funny stories, but I have never been able to.
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Somehow I think it’s like a the camel through the needle’s eye… you cannot get a golddigger through a servant entrance…
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This was lovely. You packed a lot of emotion into a small space. Great job!
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Thank you!!
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I suppose it’s some kind of a test? It certainly weeds out the unsuitable ones. 🙂
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Yes; if you can’t take the servant’s entrance, you are too snooty for John.
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He can do better than her!
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I agree!
Thanks for stopping by!
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