Photo Credit : A Mixed Bag 2013
Anitra gazed at the grand hotel. In just minutes she would meet Gertrude. It had been a long journey since the night she found the letter in her grandfather’s attic. Years of research to find the woman who had apparently meant so much to Pops when he was overseas during the war.
“Anitra, Anitra my dear. I would know you anywhere…welcome. We should get some tea and talk.”
Strange, how would she “know” me, Anitra wondered. “Hello Mrs. Jacobs. I’m surprised you recognized me…”
“Call me Gert my dear. Your mother…how is she?”
“You know my mom? How’d…”
“Oh…you don’t know?! I’m your grandmother, Anitra…your grandfather brought your mum back to the US after the war. He was married of course, so I stayed here. I wanted Julia, your mum, to have the best possible life.”
The color drained from Anitra’s face. What other secrets had her family hidden. Did her mom know? Grammy must’ve known. All those years raising another woman’s child, never having a child of her own.
“Oh my…dear Anitra, I’m so sorry. I’ve upset you. Let’s get you settled. You rest. Your Aunt Hannah and Uncle Jerome will meet you soon enough.”
kat ~ 22 November 2015
(200 Words)
A story for Sunday’s Photo Fiction Challenge. To read more stories click HERE.
like mercury colliding... 
November 22nd, 2015 at 9:35 pm
Great short story Kat! An entire story could be written around this.
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November 22nd, 2015 at 10:29 pm
Thanks. I think so too. There is much more to this story. 🙂
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November 23rd, 2015 at 6:41 am
Wow, you have set the scene for a great story in these few words. A great read. More please!
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November 23rd, 2015 at 6:44 am
Thanks Keith! I had not considered writing more than a few hundred words or snippets of poetry when I first started this blog. But I am warming to the idea. 😊
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November 23rd, 2015 at 7:25 am
What a great story – can just imagine the horror of finding this out! Thanks for following my blog, happy to return the compliment.
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November 23rd, 2015 at 8:25 am
This is a great story! A lot going on in such a few words! I like how she just now finds out she is her real grandmother!
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November 23rd, 2015 at 8:41 am
Thanks PJ! 😊 I can’t imagine! Such a shock!
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November 23rd, 2015 at 8:44 am
Yes! It certainly would be!
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November 23rd, 2015 at 1:16 pm
Families
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November 23rd, 2015 at 1:17 pm
I know, right?! 😜
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November 23rd, 2015 at 8:24 pm
The skeletons have come out of the closet, and there may be more. Intriguing story.
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November 23rd, 2015 at 10:08 pm
Oh yes! I am sure there are!
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November 23rd, 2015 at 11:47 pm
Very good story. Could definitely get more milage out of this plot.:)
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November 24th, 2015 at 6:17 am
Thanks Susan. Yes! There are definitely a few more secrets to reveal in this one I think.
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November 24th, 2015 at 10:26 am
The closet’s empty now. 🙂
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November 25th, 2015 at 7:14 am
So many skeletons could be hidden there, and what would fall out if she started digging. A great story.
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November 25th, 2015 at 8:10 am
Yes! I may have to look into this story a bit more! 😊 Thank you!
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November 25th, 2015 at 8:16 am
You’re welcome 🙂 I look forward to seeing whether you carry it on or not 🙂
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November 29th, 2015 at 3:59 pm
Skeletons from a closet at a Shakespearean convention/ play. How very appropriate! Well done!
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November 29th, 2015 at 4:00 pm
Thank you! 🙂
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