After she was laid off from the crab cannery and unable to sleep an English wink, Laura, nude and shadowy, made her way to the filthy front window of the second floor flat she rented from a fat, boisterous woman named Viv.
Looking over the broad thicket, and now wrapped in a soiled comforter she would never, ever touch otherwise, Laura contemplated the sketchy path she took to this point; and decided to be better than the grainy, blank stare she gave more than one hundred eighty years ago in London’s first known photograph.
(Written by Edward Roads)
(Photo by Edward Roads)
Mytwosentences 
First off, love the photo! Second off, love the story! I can barely master writing a short story so being able to write a story this small that tells someone so much is a wonderful skill!
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You are wonderfully kind and I truly appreciate it. Thank You so much.
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In the first sentence who she rents from feels like a distraction. I like the feel of that sentence.
In the second one do I understand she is back from the past? I wasn’t sure.
You use a large spectrum of words.
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It is what your mind allows you to visualize…is she trapped? Is she omnipresent? Did she travel from humble beginnings to start again? Was the photo only a lookalike relative? Was she forced to a filthy window wearing only a dirty wrap because of a owner who knows a secret?
I really appreciate your thoughtful interest in my little stories. Thank You so very much.
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…I will say, I chose London for a reason, and I thought Laura would be quirky-plain name for a young vampire…
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And the mystery unfolds. Are you planning to publish your stories in book form? Or do you just keep us nibbling for more? So enjoyable.
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Thank You once again for your wonderfully kind words Dr Mary. You are the 1st to know that the 2nd half of ‘Dying To Know’ begins December 30.
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Truly I am honored to know this wonderful news. You should share your story with more of the world. Your two sentences/ two cents deserve it. Carefully chosen words weave stories. Peace to you this season.
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…and to you and yours Dr Mary! Thanks again.
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Always a pleasure. Hope you have a white one!
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You probably have not yet posted part two since it is earlier in the day in Colorado. I shall look later. Peace in 2019.
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That’s a hella picture heading up this piece. Got all caught up in the tangle, the crosshatch effect. Felt like walking in an overgrown tangle of woods. Busy, gingerly stepping through until I catch sight of the windows, see reflections there.
I love experiential photos.
Tak.
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I greatly appreciate your thoughtful observations. Thank You so much Tak.
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I love the way you can weave a multi-layered story in such a short space.
The ending of this one was a surprise and I love it.
I never want to meet Vivi but I love the photo of the house – particularly the landscape we view it through.
Thank you – for the visit to Walking by Inner Vision today!
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I really appreciate your wonderfully kind comments Lynda. Thank You so much.
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