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100 word fiction
Colorful
by zanya
The train chugged into the terminus. Lady Amanda adjusted her cotton bonnet as she glanced through the window.
Papa insisted Lord Henry, Lady Amanda’s potential suitor, carry a red rose.
Amanda was indignant at her father’s choice of suitor, a man with greying temples.
‘At twenty-one I am too young for greying temples,’ she thought.
She caught sight of a man carrying a yellow rose. No greying temples. Just golden locks and a determined gait.
Amanda’s eyes lit up. She hurried. The platform was almost empty.
‘What is the color of love ?' she wondered.
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The train chugged into the terminus. Lady Amanda adjusted her cotton bonnet as she glanced through the window.
Papa insisted Lord Henry, Lady Amanda’s potential suitor, carry a red rose.
Amanda was indignant at her father’s choice of suitor, a man with greying temples.
‘At twenty-one I am too young for greying temples,’ she thought.
She caught sight of a man carrying a yellow rose. No greying temples. Just golden locks and a determined gait.
Amanda’s eyes lit up. She hurried. The platform was almost empty.
‘What is the color of love ?' she wondered.
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