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Secrets underneath
#WritcoStoryPrompt7
The old woman dropped her purse, spilling it's contents all over the sidewalk. He rushed ahead to help her stopping short when he saw the gun under the purse
"Madam?" His frail voice spoke.
She turned to the direction of the sound.
He noticed she has impaired vision when her neck bobbled up and down.
"Yes, who are you please?"
Her voice was youthful but the prominent lines of forgotten smiles told stories of her age.
"Ma'am, I think you dropped something."
The woman's laughter sent bright and cheery messages to the young lad.
"Oh dearie I noticed. Could you help me carry my purse. Brian, I told him to tie it around my waist but oh no he refused."
Even though thick rimmed glasses covered her eyes, the man could vibe a twinkle in her eye when she spoke of the Brian.
He carried the purse and fixed the pistol back inside after which he clicked it back close.
"Take your purse ma'am."
Directly handing it over to her, her feeble hands collected it and she graced the man with an appreciative smile.
Wordlessly, she continued her way down the street.
The paths were clear of people and shy waves breezed past once in a while. This was not uncommon on an early Sunday morning in this small town. Devout worshippers the citizens were, so most likely they were in church.
The man watched her carefully and concluded that she knew her steps around the area for if she did not, she would have taken the liberty of getting a dog, or have an escort.
After all it was a minimalist town; a strongly homogeneous society.
He believed it was years of practice and experience that allowed her master the place.
Still contemplating his strange meeting with the even stranger woman, he proceeded to now turn towards his way in search for his location when he heard a gunshot.
Instantaneously, he knew who it was.
Quickly running to the direction of the echo, he first found a pool of blood on the pavement a few jogs away from his former location.
Behold! was the lifeless body of the old woman-
a gun on her have pointed to her head.
And so it seemed
She killed her own self.
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The old woman dropped her purse, spilling it's contents all over the sidewalk. He rushed ahead to help her stopping short when he saw the gun under the purse
"Madam?" His frail voice spoke.
She turned to the direction of the sound.
He noticed she has impaired vision when her neck bobbled up and down.
"Yes, who are you please?"
Her voice was youthful but the prominent lines of forgotten smiles told stories of her age.
"Ma'am, I think you dropped something."
The woman's laughter sent bright and cheery messages to the young lad.
"Oh dearie I noticed. Could you help me carry my purse. Brian, I told him to tie it around my waist but oh no he refused."
Even though thick rimmed glasses covered her eyes, the man could vibe a twinkle in her eye when she spoke of the Brian.
He carried the purse and fixed the pistol back inside after which he clicked it back close.
"Take your purse ma'am."
Directly handing it over to her, her feeble hands collected it and she graced the man with an appreciative smile.
Wordlessly, she continued her way down the street.
The paths were clear of people and shy waves breezed past once in a while. This was not uncommon on an early Sunday morning in this small town. Devout worshippers the citizens were, so most likely they were in church.
The man watched her carefully and concluded that she knew her steps around the area for if she did not, she would have taken the liberty of getting a dog, or have an escort.
After all it was a minimalist town; a strongly homogeneous society.
He believed it was years of practice and experience that allowed her master the place.
Still contemplating his strange meeting with the even stranger woman, he proceeded to now turn towards his way in search for his location when he heard a gunshot.
Instantaneously, he knew who it was.
Quickly running to the direction of the echo, he first found a pool of blood on the pavement a few jogs away from his former location.
Behold! was the lifeless body of the old woman-
a gun on her have pointed to her head.
And so it seemed
She killed her own self.
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