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Genre: Historical Fiction
Word Count: 100
THE GREAT MISSISSIPPI FLOOD OF 1927
“I’m so glad the waters are finally receding.” Myrtle smoothed her blonde hair with one hand while sipping her lemonade. “It’s been an awful year, hasn’t it?”
Geraldine crunched an ice chip, savoring the cold on her tongue. “Dreadful. Just dreadful.”
“Daddy says he’s not sure how we will ever recover our losses.” Tears trickled from Myrtle’s blue eyes. “Momma’s carpets were washed away, Grandma’s china shattered and my best frocks are simply ruined.”
“Bless your heart. Why, I hear tell all our farmhands went north. Can you believe those selfish darkies deserted us in our hour of need?”
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We don’t always like the characters we write, do we? I hope my story made you angry.
Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple 