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April 23, 2019

Three Women

Three Women at the Table by the Lamp by August Macke
Fiction: Three Women

The women sat at their work, each in their own minds, each thinking not of each other but other people and other times.

Gillian, the youngest, calmly stitches stitch after stitch at the handkerchief that she will never give to the man she truly loves.

Jill, the eldest, pushes and pulls at the needle never really trying to produce any actual work but she likes the motion and keeping busy is her relief from the every day.

Maria, the middle one, wonders how long it takes to make a gown. She agonizes over the same ten stitches and keeps adding and removing them as they are not as straight as she wants them to be.

The plate of cookies baked by Maria just this morning is left untouched. The bottle of wine unopened remains on the table as a reminder of George, their neighbor. He has often appeared now and then to give them a bottle of wine that he makes and that he knows they would never drink. But the gesture is always accepted with gratitude.

The rain outside is muffled but they can hear how harsh it falls by the knocks on their window panes.

The sisters speaks not a word as each thought it best to say nothing. But Maria often wonders why they don't go their separate ways. She have sometimes thought about what it would be like to be on her own.

Gillian smoothes out her stitches and admires her neat work. This one, she will give to Jenny, the little girl who is not too bright but she is sweet. Gillian wonders what it would be like to have a family of her own but she fears she will never do well as someone's wife or mother.

Jill ponders the future. Her two sisters will leave some day and yet, she herself have no thoughts of leaving.

The kerosene lantern lights the room and keeps them in their occupations as the night wears on. Now and then, the three women would pause, look around and at each other and then they would continue with their work until it is time for bed.

April A-Z Challenge 2019

6 comments:

  1. Very nice writing, sort of like Jane Austen era.

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    1. I have not thought about jane austen's time when I wrote this.

      thank you for stopping by, have a lovely day.

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  2. Interesting. I would like to see you fully flesh out one or more of these women.

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    1. maybe sometimes or perhaps next year, I will write another piece to this.

      thank you for stopping by, have a lovely day.

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  3. It could be a very peaceful setting, with the women all getting on with their work, but also it could be a little boring and each one wondering if this is all there is to life?

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    1. this is the way women used to be, they don't hold jobs, they stay home and do chores such as sewing and yes, it would be a bit boring if no one talks.

      thank you for stopping by, have a lovely day.

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