Crazy Horses

Posted: December 14, 2016 in Friday Fictioneers
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Today’s picture prompt was provided by our fearless leader, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. My 100-word story weighs in at 96-words.

PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

After Tom disappeared,
time meant nothing to Loretta.
The sun rose over her Colorado farm
right on time, set when it was meant to.
She made Battenburg lace to trade for cash money.
Took a day to walk to the market and back.
She’d certainly never ride one of the horses.
Did that once. The crook-backed beast ran all the way to Kansas
then died alongside the road.
No money in her pocket, Loretta walked home.
She sometimes wonders it that’s what happened to Tom.
Wonders if more than one deranged horse hides within their herd.

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  1. neilmacdon says:

    I love her mild curiosity about Tom’s disappearance

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  2. Oh the struggle of being alone… it seems missing Tom has more to do with the struggle than actually missing him..

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  3. plaridel says:

    hopefully, he’d find his way home someday.

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  4. Sandra says:

    Horses and husbands can be very unpredictable. Nicely told, Alicia.

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  5. draliman says:

    Nice little snippet of a tough life. Though the image of the horse running off to Kansas (I have no idea how close to Colorado that is to be honest) and then dropping dead stranding her there made me smile 🙂

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  6. wmqcolby says:

    I agree with Sandra. I say, get a nice car (if this takes place in present time, which I don’t think it does).

    Very good writing, Alicia, as usual.

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  7. Dear Alicia,

    Loretta sounds like a strong woman who’s making it fine without Tom. Good one.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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  8. Beautifully written and quite wistful although she is not a character who appears like she needs any sympathy.

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  9. Liz Young says:

    And yet she still feeds them! I’d have sold the beggars if I thought they’d killed my husband.

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  10. The hardship is really well described.

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  11. I’ve never ridden a horse in my life, only a donkey! Not so far to fall D: I agree with Bjorn that what comes over in your story is more about her struggle, than actually missing Tom. Well written. You made me really feel for her — the depth of her weariness after years of hardship.

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    • Thank you so much, Sarah. It’s interesting to read what people “see” in one’s story opposed to what you think you’ve written. Ah the life an author, right? As I said, Tom’s been gone for so long – in my mind – she’s just about the day-to-day business of making things in her world work.

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      • When I was at school (years ago!) and we had to analyse stories and poems, I often used to imagine authors throwing their hands up in horror, or doubled up with laughter, because everybody had got it wrong, especially the teacher! As you can probably guess, I was a very rebellious pupil who liked to question everything.

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  12. gahlearner says:

    I hardly noticed Tom, it definitely was about her struggle, and the crazy horses. She’s a great character.

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  13. subroto says:

    The weariness seeps through and her struggling life too. Though that mention of “deranged horses” leaves me intrigued.

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  14. Michael Wynn says:

    I really thought this was excellently written. The sense of her hard life and the malevolence of the horse come across brilliantly

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  15. Thank you so very much. This story truly was about Loretta, not so much Tom. A Merry Christmas to you. Alicia

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  16. Fantastic! Love the pacing and playful wording on this one, Alicia. The scene and mood is so clear and real.

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  17. Alice Audrey says:

    It’s hard to rest easy when a loved one isn’t right in front of you. Was it a deranged horse, or did he go off for the proverbial pack of cigarettes?

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