Tuesday, January 20, 2015

Prim and Proper


She carried herself well and her clothes were pressed in perfect pleats and creases. After all, her parents had raised her to be prim and proper in their home. The guests had arrived and she walked among them, barely noticing each as she nodded a greeting and put on a smile. Despite any personal feelings, be they sad or angry, the world should never know, lest the image of the family would be tarnished. The oldest family friends noticed her and remarked at her beauty as they watched her moving toward the parlor door.

In the hall, she took the steps on the circular staircase slowly and deliberately so as not to draw attention to herself. She lifted the folds of her dress to keep from stepping on it. Finally reaching her room, she quickly closed the door and slid the latch in place. Then she slipped out of her shoes and discarded her gown, laying it out carefully on her bed. From her closet she retrieved a pair of jeans, a t-shirt, boots and a light jacket. Her bag was already packed. She unpinned her long hair and tied it back in a pony tail.

Silently she made her way down the back stairs, stepping on the outsides of the steps to keep them from creaking. In the barn, her horse was saddled and ready, having prepared him early in the morning. She fastened the bag to her saddle, mounted the horse and sped out across the field. The air was cool and her hair bounced with every gallop of her horse. She felt like laughing, finally escaping the confines of the house with all its rules and formality. He would be waiting for her over the rise, ready to take her in his arms. The pieces of their lives would finally fit together like a puzzle; she from her background of wealth and power and he from his life of poverty and hard work.  They would make a new life, one of love and happiness. Today she was free.

Linking in today with Two Shoes Tuesday and the words proper and puzzle.

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Linda Kay

8 comments:

Val said...

Good story, Linda Kay. We all have those two sides, don't we. We have the social us and the real us. I hope she lives happily ever after.

TexWisGirl said...

hoping they made it. :)

Rory Bore said...

ok, the romantic sap within me is awoke, and I'm gonna need more of this story. :)

Amy at love made my home said...

So wonderfully descriptive! xx

William Kendall said...

Terrific descriptive technique, Linda!

Josie Two Shoes said...

Simply lovely, Linda Kay! Definitely my kind of girl, heading off to do life on her own terms, without making a big scene about it. They aren't going to understand anyway, and she doesn't really care. I wish her well! Great story!

Dixie@dcrelief said...

OH, but what if he's not there? What if he was in a major accident and there's no way to let her know... without sending a messenger to her Mom and Dad's... then the secret would be out!

Just kidding.

Patricia said...

Liked the story. At first I thought it was from time long ago then was surprised that it was a current affair. Wonder what happens next?

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