Friday Fictioneers: The Three Graces

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The women gathered at the fountain each day: Elodie – her single, long brow dipped in a frown, always a fresh hole in the same, worn smock; Ottilie – tugging her sleeves to cover the bruises; Maribel – pregnant for the seventh time despite the empty cradle at home.

Other women came and went, cooling hot cheeks in the fresh water. But these three would stand apart, heads so close their hair mingled, their voices lost below the burble of water.

One thing is true – they all vanished on the same day, leaving the water to speak alone.

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Written for Rochelle Wisoff-Field’s Friday Fictioneers, the best writing prompt on WordPress. See here to join in the fun.

39 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers: The Three Graces

    1. Thank you, Josh – appreciate that very much. Yes, we live in ‘interesting times’. We knew a pandemic would come but theory is always different from living through something. You and Karen keep safe, and your families

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    1. Ooh, good questions. Though it could be that they conspired to disappear together, leaving their unpleasant home situations behind. Thank you so much for the comment and for reading

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  1. Beautifully written, as always. You’ve made this deliberately enigmatic. The women are archetypes of women who have been thrust to the bottom of life, dirt poor, abused, kept constantly pregnant. Those attributes are often found together, to a greater or lesser extent, in one woman. And then, one day, the woman vanishes, short life over and never fulfilled. Desperately sad and appallingly true. Excellent writing, Lynn.

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    1. Thank you so much Penny. Yes, sadly, so many women find themselves in similarly awful situations through unfortunate circumstances. My only thought was that the women might have been chatting, planning their escape together. I hope so. Thank you for reading 🙂

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  2. Classical allusion, social realism, fantasy, mystery — how well you meld these genres together in such a spare text. I second all the above praise heaped on your writing, Lynn.

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  3. You truly are a mistress of this genre. You lull us into thinking this is just a sweet gathering spot despite the reasons they gather and then knock the wind out of us.

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  4. Dear Lynn,

    Amazingly constructed characters. I was particularly touched by “pregnant for the 7th time with an empty cradle at home.” Every word set where it belongs. Emotional, enigmatic and tragic.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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    1. Thank you so much, Rochelle. That means so much. Yes, I don’t know how women carry on with pregnancies in light of such heartbreak. Such a tragedy losing one baby, but several – the heart can only take so much, surely. Thank you again

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