WEDNESDAY'S FREE WRITE

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DAILY PROMPT: LEERING

There she stood leering into the distance in one of those comfortable stares you cant seem to break away from but the look on her face said different. With a look of complete bewilderment, it was more than a stare. It was conscious. What is she looking at I wondered.

I decided to make the uphill trek to where she stood. I mean why not. It is a free country and there are people scattered here and there. Maybe I'll mosey on up there and see what all the face is about.

I hobble my way up there. A slow grade increases into that of a 12 pitch roof. Dam I'm tired. I really want to see what's shes looking at though... My determination is greater when there is curiosity involved. So she needs to keep her face very perplexed or I may not make it.

The wind is strong and my cheeks feel chapped and then it hit me, a gusty swirl that just about turned me upside down.

I got there and my face turned equally perplexed, equally we leer into this hole. A huge crater and the wind was exacerbated by its presence. If this hole wasnt here, I wonder if the wing would have been so strong. I turned to look at the woman who stood leering out into the vast expanse of this hole and she was gone.

I hurried and turned my head to see if she had had enough and perhaps she was starting the long grade down. Going down will be much easier I thought but not easy enough for her to just dissapear.... oh no, did she end up down there.

It was then when I noticed out of NOWHERE a train car. An old wooden train car. Surely I would have noticed this when I came to gaze. It was like it popped out of nowhere; this little time machine.

My curiosity got the best of me so I decided to have a look. After all maybe this is where the woman went. Still so perplexed at her sudden vanishing, I carefully took a peek inside.

It was then the train came alive. I heard people chatting, glasses toasting and the paint became new again. I decided to sit there. It came alive and it started to go. I thought, will I miss everyone.; maybe. It's too late to jump off. I wont know what year I am in.. I wonder where the woman went.