Lady Trundle | A 100 Word Story

#553 | II The High Priestess | Rhythm and Soul Tarot

Today on Erica Drayton Writes, the Prompt is legacy!
Write a 100 word story.
And tag me if you take up the challenge.

Lady Trundle never did her own grocery shoppin’. She had maids and butlers who fetched for her. As the only child of Lord Trundle IV, when he died he left it all to her, under one condition.

That she marry before the age of thirty-five and provide the family a male heir. Legacy is everything.

And so, on the eve of Lady Trundle’s thirty-fourth birthday she found herself squeezing fruit at the market after asking one of her maids where one finds a man. Feeling ridiculous, she spun around to leave and bumped right into her first husband.

Unlucky fellow…

I got a rabbit foot in my pocket, a toad frog in my shoes
A craw fish on my shoulder, lookin' dead at you
I got dust from a rattlesnake, I got a black spider bone
If that don't do it baby, you'd better leave it all alone

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