Rupert sat gazing at the majestic mountains, but the only thought in his mind was, "Why did I have to have so many girls?" He was surrounded by femininity, enveloped, cocooned, suffocated. The son he'd longed for had never materialized, and the only other male companionship to be had in his own house was the manservant. Conversations with the help of more than a perfunctory nature were obviously out of the question.

So the women swarmed around him, but at least here he wasn't shrouded in lace and rose colored silk - though he'd need to speak to his servant about the necktie he'd chosen for today's little outing. Still the sunset was lovely, except there was just a little too much pink for his taste.

Blast it.


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ganymeder over 12 years ago

My 2nd time writing a 6 minute story. It's after midnight with no opportunity to edit, so please be kind. :)

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Author Catherine Russell shares her life with her high school sweetheart, their son, and two ferocious puppies in the Wilds of Ohio while writing short stories, editing her novel, and learning more about the craft every day. Her work has been published in Flash Me magazine, Metro Fiction, Beyond Centauri, and the ‘Best of Friday Flash – Volume One‘ and the ‘Best of Friday Flash – Volume Two‘ anthologies.

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