Wayback Wednesday Photo Writing Prompt
Write a story, write a drabble, write a poem, write anything. If this inspires you drop me a link to your post in the comments, or send it to me on Twitter.
Postcards from Paris
Margaret and I miss you dearly. Our lives back in England seem such a bore. We dread the thought of you back there in the dreariness all alone. Here in Paris, life is beyond grand. So vivid, so gay. Parties, dancing, amour. Our days aren’t lacking in excitement, always somewhere to go or someone to meet. By the way, we’ve met the perfect fellow for you. His name is Andre. He’s handsome and well spoken, but has a wild streak his parents throughly disapprove of, which of course makes us adore him even more. He desperately wants to meet you. When shall we expect you? You must come soon. Papa has given us enough money to last through the holidays so your expenses will be little. Please write soon.
The Sisters, Adrienne and Margaret
Dearest Adrienne and Margaret,
Your letter brought me endless joy. I ran to Papa that day and begged him to let me go immediately. After some discussion he gave in. In two days time I’ll be on my way. I’ve already started packing my trunk. Oh, I can’t wait to see you both. Without you here my life has become quite drab. The only person around my age to talk to is Adam, and well, you know what he’s like. Andre sounds like an interesting fellow. Tell him I look forward to meeting him. Oh dear, Mama’s calling for me. She’s having a few old biddy’s over for tea. If it wasn’t for Old Lady Violet, the afternoon would be a complete bore. Expect me on the 4th.
Bored in England, Louise
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