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First Impressions
First look at my new post relieved me with its Queen Anne style, painted in coordinating original shades of blues and creams; red begonia garden with fragrant-blossomed tree; framed by white picket fence. After my previous post at dilapidated Windrush, with master’s grasping hands and gaslighting, I felt things were on the upturn.
I should have noticed the chip on the front step and the bars across the upper window.
As if he’d been watching and waiting, the door opened almost as I rang the bell.
Dark penetrating eyes, in a gaunt, handsome face, met mine.
“Welcome to Widow’s Peak.”
[100 words]
Rochelle Wisoff-Fields is the host of Friday Fictioneers. It feels good to be back!
Tao Talk 
Uhhhhh… TURN AROUND! Leave now!
Excellent, Lisa!
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Dale, I fear the dark penetrating eyes will mesmerize her. I hope she resists! Thank you :)
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Oh dear… that will make things so much more difficult. Let’s hope she has a Spidey Sense… :)
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:)
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Creep factor masterfully presented!
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that comment from CGraith
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Thanks, Clare!
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Very creepy setup. Great story my friend
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Thanks, Sadje. I read a lot of these plots/tropes as a youngster.
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You’re welcome.
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AHHHHH! What a harsh turn! well done!
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Violet thanks much. Yes, I hope she takes Dale’s advice and turns heel and RUNS.
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Out of the frying pan ….
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Ominous. (K)
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I feel she is representative of so many from the past and the present.
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Whoa! Well done, Lisa. I am sufficiently creeped out. :-)
Good writing!
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Thanks Ergo, (aka Susan?)
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Yes, Lisa. It’s Susan. I was having an identity crisis and changed things around a bit.
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Ah, I understand. I recognized your logo/avatar.
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:-)
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It’s funny how different the stories were this week. One woman’s restful retreat and another’s worst nightmare. This gave me a shiver.
Tracey
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Tracey, it’s one of the reasons I like FF so much. Muses going in all directions.
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yikes, after the wonderfully descriptive opening paragraph – I felt the creepiness unfold with chip on step, window bars, and door opening almost with the bell. And it looks like that handsome face might make her drop her guard
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I think you may be right. The hell is in the details in this story. Thanks for reading and your feedback.
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;0)
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Oh and welcome back – hope your month of July is off to a nice start
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Thanks, Prior, yes, it is! Such a contrast to the world at large :(
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yes….
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One looks forward to an end like this in a tale with perfect description of a journey :)
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Reena, thanks so much.
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Oh! Very spooky. I wonder if she lived to tell the tale.
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I truly hope so! Thanks, Joy.
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Oh my, it’s not looking good!
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This poor young lady is wolf fodder and worse :(
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Great description and atmosphere building, Lisa. I feel like this could go either way with this new posting, despite the first impressions.
-David
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David, I am hoping for a happy ending, but only in fiction and fairy tales. Or an end to a new beginning? Thanks for reading and your kind comment.
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If it was a rental, I hope she gets her money back. Great story.
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Will, I think he’s her new “employer” but I hope she gets the HELL out of there.
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this is really creepy. :(
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Welcome to the world of Victorian women without means.
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Oh no run Lisa before it’s too late!🙌
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Yes!
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Oooh that escalated quickly!
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Yes, it was a sharp turn from her rose-colored glasses to the stark reality that all is not what it seems.
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Run, woman, run! What a great build-up, Lisa. Expertly done.
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Gabi, you know it. Taking it a step further, if she did, where would she run to? The system was/is constructed where the exploited have nowhere to run to.
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I’m intrigued by the chip in the steps. But not enough to stay – RUN!!!
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lol :)
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Oooo…spooky.
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Boo!
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Dear Lisa,
I’d be tempted to turn tail and run like the wind. But tjhere’s that mezmerizing part. Nice and creepy for your welcome return.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Rochelle, I know what you mean about mixed feelings. Thanks much for your welcome back <3
Lisa
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You’re most welcome, Lisa. 🥰
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Oooooo
Go, go now
Brilliantly written. Fabulous set-up here
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Laurie, thank you!
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Oh, man! Get the freak outta there!
Lisa, you have me grimacing at the possibilities.
Very good story!
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Nancy I’m glad you enjoyed the story, thanks!
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Very welcome, Lisa.
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Oh, so ominous. The chip on the seemed mundane until you jumped to the bars on the window. That’s what the kids refer to as a red flag.
This reminds me of the premise of a book I read recently. I can’t remember the title.
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Yes, I agree, ominous is a good word for it.
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