For Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #112, where we write about this photo from the Google Photo Frame.
“One more time”, said the gnarled voice.
An impish smile on her young face, she reached under the blanket. A stern hand slapped it back.
“Focus!”, said the voice. “One more time.”
She looked at him sheepishly. “But Gregor, we have been through this so many times already. Can’t we just… ”
“Enough!”, he interrupted. “One more time.”
Submissive now, she looked into his serious eyes. Her expression became deadpan.
“At the end of work…”, he started for her.
“At the end of work”, she continued, obediently, “I queue up to exit, as normal. I make sure I am last. At the front of the queue, you will distract Frau Hoffstedtler.” Frau Hoffstedtler was the housekeeper at the house in which they both worked, Gregor as a waiter and Natalya as a maid. The house belonged to the district administrator, the most important party official thereabouts.
“I am to use the distraction to head for the wine cellar”, continued Natalya.
“Frau Hoffstedtler will return, find me gone, and assume that I returned home for the night.
“Once in the cellar, I am to empty a bottle of wine. If they come looking, the scent will distract the dogs. Then, I am to hide until you call me.
“We will go out into the garden, together.”
She hesitated. “You are sure that the train will come tonight?”
“It passes every night”, came Gregor’s response. “It leaves the main station at 11:15 and passes this way to the border.” Satisfied with his own answer, Gregor added, “Continue.”
“In the garden, we head for the footbridge. We should not expect any guards – because they patrol the perimeter, they do not patrol the garden.
“We meet Stephan at the bridge. Is Stephan still going to help us, Gregor?”
“Stephan will be there. He is being well paid for this evening.” Again, “Continue.”
“Stephan will make the train stop for us?”
“That’s right”, finished Gregor. “Stephan will mask the signal for us, and the train will stop under the footbridge. We will have just a 2 metre drop onto its roof. The train starts moving again, and carries us to the border.”
For the first time allowing himself to dream, he added, “Just think, Natalya, tonight we will cross the border. Tomorrow, we can lie together for the rest of our lives. We will be free.”
Natalya beamed back at him, enjoying his smile. Her hand fluttered under the blanket once again. This time, there was no attempt to prevent her. “Now”, she whispered, assuming control, “where were we?”
What a fun tale. I’d love for you to continue to them making their escape. It’d be an exhilarating ride I can tell.
How odd we both created German characters for this image too!
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Thanks. I’m lucky enough to have somebody to review my stories, before I put them live – they made that same comment. Maybe a sequel one day?
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That’s nice that you have some you trust to review your stories for you.
I definitely think there’s a good sequel or longer story in this one.
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I have to write a sequel to last week’s first 🤣
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I know that feeling. i have a few readers want more of but I’m waiting on inspiration s for them.
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Seriously, it is very deliberate on my part to leave gaps. I want readers to almost generate their own stories. This platform is unique in that people usually have very good imaginations.
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That’s smart allowing reader to create a little of the story off of what you give them. I like that approach.
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ah yes, I see there is a post of yours to read
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I didn’t mean my comment to imply you must read my tale. Never any pressure to read anything of mine.
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No I have just about finished for the day so have a pile of WP notifications to get through. Last time I looked at WP, this morning, was this prompt.
Ah, I got there in the end
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I see. Sometimes those notifications seem to be never ending don’t they?
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I’m starting to have some days where I just don’t catch up. I stopped following a few because of that but it doesn’t seem to make much difference.
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Yeah you physically can’t visit every blog everyday can you.
I unfollowed a couple that posted like 20 times a day. It was just too much flooding my inbox.
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A super story which lends itself to a sequel.
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oh don’t you start and all! I just had earache from Mason ’bout that 🤣
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Serves you right!
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Well done! A nice little tele-vignette for a Sunday evening. Let’s see, casting. Natalya, easy. Gregor, easy. Frau Hoffstedtler, hmm, this will take some work…
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I could think of someone… but would probably end up with a slapping 🤣
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If you’re thinking what I think you’re thinking, shame on you!
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who? me?
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Sounds like Gregor has a good plan to escape. The part about emptying wine is creative to distract the dogs. I imagine that one of the last things you want to hear during your escape is the rage-filled yell: “Unleash the hounds!” That, and the calmly and confidently stated, “Don’t worry, I’m a marksman, and I never miss with this rifle.”
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I originally thought she might hide under a pile of onions or potatoes or something, but figured a party official was far more likely to have a wine cellar.
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Amazing story. It reminds me of my family’s troubles during the war
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Funnily enough I had in mind east to west but I tried to avoid specifics. There were a few giveaways, though.
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Your story is exciting and sure has a great ending. I also wouldn’t mind hearing more about these two and what might lie ahead in their adventures. Fun flash. Hat’s off. Adding it to my chapbook.
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neh-neh-neh-neh…. That is the sound of me not listening!
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You can ignore the roar of the crowd. They want what they want.. 🙂
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I feel like an emperor at the coliseum 👍🏼 👎🏼
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Exciting! I do hope they made it!
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Well it looks like I’m being pressured to say!
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You should!
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oh don’t you start too 🤣
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