photo courtesy of Ronda Del Boccio
Rochelle’s Fictioneers challenge this week is prompted by this homely kitchen image, here’s where my imagination took me….
‘Here we are Georgie, Railway Terrace.’
‘First impressions Ma ?’
‘Bay windows let the sunshine in, roses around the porch, near the railway station. Good price for a Victorian property, why so low ?’
As they view the upstairs front room, Ma is overcome with a sudden fear.
She shouts at Georgie ‘ Get out of here now !’ Beads of sweat run down her face. Georgie’s heart lurches as they take the stairs two at a time.
In the garden, the estate agent approaches, visibly shaken.
‘ In 1889, Mrs Choke fell out of the window to her death, pushed by her husband. He went to the station, waited for the next train, jumped to his death.’
November 10, 2019 at 8:08 pm
Ma’s sixth sense would not allow her to move into a house with such a violent history. I imagine that others could live in that house happily, ignorant of its history and oblivious to its “chilly” atmosphere. I wonder if Ma ever wishes her sixth sense weren’t so strong.
Good take on the prompt!
November 11, 2019 at 4:11 pm
Interesting comment Margarisa – thanks so much.
November 11, 2019 at 6:44 pm
November 10, 2019 at 4:13 pm
I think there are places that should be torn down… sounds like they need to keep looking…
November 10, 2019 at 2:07 am
At least they put in an appearance before they bought the place. Thanks are due to the ghosts.
November 9, 2019 at 5:08 pm
What a horrible surprise! Good writing 🙂
November 9, 2019 at 3:27 pm
Thanks for your comment Neil. I enjoyed writing this story !
Your story feels like a poem in its breadth of insight into love and in its conciseness. Love the last line.
November 8, 2019 at 10:32 pm
That’s a house to avoid. Chilling tale.
November 9, 2019 at 2:45 pm
I appreciate your comment Rochelle. A bit of spook I guess !
November 8, 2019 at 8:20 pm
I wanna know where Ma found that information!
I would definitely look elsewhere, myself!
November 9, 2019 at 2:57 pm
Thanks for your comment Dale – I’m surprised that the estate agent is still in business… this story is true – happened to a friend and her daughter would you believe.
November 9, 2019 at 3:03 pm
November 9, 2019 at 3:07 pm
I wonder how the agent is still in business. A friend told me this actually happened to herself and her daughter, would you believe.
November 8, 2019 at 7:54 pm
Sounds like that house has a bit of a chilling history. Best look elsewhere!
November 9, 2019 at 3:09 pm
Thanks for your comment Ali – think you’re right, not a cosy house to live in
November 8, 2019 at 3:22 pm
A nice shiversome tale
November 9, 2019 at 3:14 pm
Thanks Crispina, so pleased you found it shiversome (lovely word.)
November 9, 2019 at 6:46 pm
I doubt I’ll ever equal Shakespeare count of newly coined words, but I am trying!
November 8, 2019 at 3:05 pm
A murderous little tale. Amazing where a jar of olives and one of peach jelly well take you.