Friday Fictioneers – A Public House

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My entry is late this week as I have been in writing workshops and have some deadlines to meet. Did the picture change from the one posted on Wednesday?

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Copyright-Ted Strutz

Copyright-Ted Strutz

Gripping the lectern, anxiety tugged at her insides.

“ My parents owned a pub…” Verity started.

“ It wasn’t the best upbringing, they were always at work.”

People were listening, the lecture hall, almost silent. Verity plucked up courage,  abandoned her notes, looked up at the expectant audience.

“ I knew they loved me because they displayed my art on a wall in the bar. It was still there years later when they sold the pub. It was the reason the buyers wanted it, they assumed my parents had a young family and wanted to get out of the game quickly.”

14 responses »

    • Anything you want it to be! 🙂 in reality it is probably a large canvas worth $60,000 …. it reminded me of children’s art and that was the start of my flash.
      Thanks for popping by, glad you enjoyed it!

    • That’s an interesting take, thank you, yes the location is a character in a way, I agree with you, although I’d not seen that myself until you said.
      Thanks for the comment.

    • Awwww, thanks Kz, I used to go to college with a Verity – many moons ago – I haven’t come across one since. It popped into my head and quickly became this week’s character. Glad you enjoyed the flash.

    • True, I looked for the picture so I could plan the story in my head at least, the picture I found was a café table. Maybe I got the wrong page. Delighted to have the additional challenge of making it up ad hoc!
      Thanks for commenting.

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