G is for Gallows

I'm doing flash fiction for this year's A to Z challenge, hope you enjoy!


Gallows


She stood straight, proud, clinging on to her innocence until the very end. The only giveaway was her shaking hands, tied in front of her for everyone to see. A baby started crying somewhere in the crowd of people gathered around to watch, and a tear slid down her cheek. Who would take care of her baby now?
The black masked hangman led her forwards, and the crowd jeered, throwing things at the woman. Still she stood proud, staring straight ahead, ignoring the people beneath her.
He fixed the noose around her neck, and she took a deep breath.


Deep in the crowd, a man smirked. It hadn’t been difficult, convincing everyone that she was guilty of his crimes. He felt a twinge of remorse as she dropped, but brushed it away. Better her than him.

Comments

  1. Jackie8 April 2015 at 12:40

    Awesome job, Laura! I love reading your FF pieces!

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  2. Annalisa Crawford8 April 2015 at 12:44

    Horrid man! As Dani says, hopefully karma will get him.

    Annalisa, writing A-Z vignettes, at Wake Up, Eat, Write, Sleep

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  3. Tasha Duncan-Drake8 April 2015 at 12:56

    Ooh, I hope he gets his! Nasty piece of work.
    Tasha
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  4. J Lenni Dorner8 April 2015 at 13:36

    Ooh, fantastic! Love the twist at the end.

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  5. May Cho8 April 2015 at 15:14

    Loved that you used to word "clinging;" such an evoking word for this flash! I loved this little piece!

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  6. Alex J. Cavanaugh8 April 2015 at 15:18

    That is really cold! He'll get his.

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  7. Julie Flanders8 April 2015 at 15:37

    Oh gosh, I knew this was going to be rough just from the title but I didn't expect it to be this chilling! So sad with the baby crying and then the twist at the end was fantastic. Great piece!

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  8. Chrys Fey8 April 2015 at 16:04

    That's terrible! Gosh, I feel terrible for her. This reminded me of an episode of Hell on Wheels were a church woman was sent to the gallows for killing a bad man and hung. It was the most sad episode.

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  9. Sophie Duncan8 April 2015 at 16:42

    Oof! Nasty, nasty man! So few words, but I'm mad now - good going!
    Sophie
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  10. Keith's Ramblings8 April 2015 at 18:37

    So sad. I guess that kind of thing happened regularly back then. Oh, and good to find another flash fiction writer. Not many of us about this year.

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  11. Kathryn Thornton8 April 2015 at 20:22

    So many questions left unanswered. I want to know more. Your piece was intriguing and well done. Thanks.

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  12. Susan Gourley/Kelley8 April 2015 at 22:35

    I hope karma catches up to him. I can never understand how people used to go see a hanging or public torture.

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  13. Rob Z Tobor8 April 2015 at 23:01

    Well done Miss Laura . . . . . .

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  14. Haneen Ibrahim8 April 2015 at 23:06

    But that was so sad :"(

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  15. i b arora9 April 2015 at 09:05

    great post, said so much so few words

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  16. Sara C. Snider9 April 2015 at 17:01

    Wow, what a wonderfully terrible story! Short, but packs a real good punch.

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  17. Click12 April 2015 at 18:17

    Wow, that last bit was really dark but you captured a whole character of an evil man in just a few words. Well done. :-)

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