Stories – Page 6 – a cooking pot and twisted tales

In response to Flash Fiction For Aspiring Writers run by Priceless Joy with the photo prompt from afairymind

Annalise stands shivering in the early mornings chill as her cotton shift can barely keep her warm. She impatiently watches the noisy steam locomotive as it pulls up to the station, willing it to stop quickly so that she can hop on.

She casts furtive glances over her shoulders, every step of a passer-by stops her heartbeat in its tracks.

It was still incredulous to her simple mind on how easy it had been to sneak off and she knows that the luxury of time is not at her disposal.

They will soon discover that the lump under the scratchy blanket is a plumped dud. All hell will be let loose.

A fresh start is inevitable, away from it all, but all that she has pinched is just enough to get her to Oregon.

Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

It always seems that the cover of a book is like the door,

That opens and lets you in, into depths unknown,

Where you never imagined or been before.

It might be an adventure into a city, someone’s abode, thoughts, emotions, insights and all,

A swashbuckling pirate, a queen, a romantic hero, a fairy, a rogue, a burglar, a terrorist, a philosopher, a comedian, a loving parent, a magician may open the door for you,

Have you ever wondered when you lift that first page,

What welcome you would receive?

Will you bubble up in laughter?

Will tears cascade down your face in anguish?

Will your stomach twist and knot in nervousness?

Will you break in sweat from anticipated fear, whilst leafing furiously to find out what happened?

Will the thrill of the chase, cause your heart rate to increase?

Will your heart melt like butter?

And you exhale a sigh of relief or understanding.

You will never know, will you?

Not until you open that door….