The Agreement

Photo by: Barbara W. Beacham

From her small balcony, the witch watched the world go by. And sometimes the world went to her.

Jeffery spied Vernon walking in front of old Molly Eggers house, the town’s bonafide witch, and wondered what was in the bag he carried.

The two stopped on the sidewalk before the most shunned home in Capersville. Neither dared look at the old woman sipping a mint julep on the porch.

“Vern,” said Jeffery.

“Jeff,” said Vern.

“How’s that prize bull of yours?” said Jeffery.

“Well you know, one day he just stood up pretty as you please. Doc Friday says he shoulda’ died, but he’s fit as a fiddle. How ’bout your wife? Still feeling sickly?” He set down his bag of potatoes and carrots.

“Nope. Doc Miller says the cancer’s gone. Says it’s a goldang miracle.” He set down a package of steaks.

The pair exchanged pleasantries then said their goodbyes, leaving the bags behind.

Molly rocked in her chair and sipped her julep. Most folks figured she was about 105, but nobody dared speak to her to find out. She didn’t mind. Long as folks paid fairly for her services, she could abide being shunned. She raised her glass in a mute toast to the town maybe didn’t accept her, but they didn’t kill her either.

She smiled as she remembered this day was the 327th anniversary of The Agreement.
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Written for Mondays Finish the Story. This week, the opening sentence is “From her small balcony, the witch watched the world go by.” From there, it’s up to us to finish the story and using the photo above as a prompt. Look here to see what other folks wrote: https://mondaysfinishthestory.wordpress.com/2015/09/14/mondays-finish-the-story-september-14th-2015/

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About EagleAye

I like looking at the serious subjects in the news and seeking the lighter side of the issue. I love satire and spoofs. I see the ridiculous side of things all the time, and my goal is to share that light-hearted view.
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17 Responses to The Agreement

  1. Lyn says:

    Steak and veg? No wonder she’s lived at least 327 years. And those dozy townsfolk think she’s only 105. Hmm I wonder if she could do something about my knees? I’m sure she’d like a slow-cooked Greek lamb shanks with Rosemary and garlic. As always, Eric, a thoroughly enjoyable story πŸ™‚

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    • EagleAye says:

      Yeah she’s obviously eating pretty well. Does someone offer up the steak sauce? A little magic on top and you can live a looong time. The lamb shanks sound awesome. I’m sure you could get something awesome for that. Thanks so much, Lyn! πŸ™‚

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  2. Wonderful tale. Love the subterfuge and acceptance of the agreement. A healthy wife and healed bull, now that a pretty damn good exchange. Wonder what a lifetime supply of ice cream would get me? Maybe not a good idea if she lives forever and I don’t, could find myself in hell and trying to deliver ice cream before it melts. πŸ™‚ Excellent job!

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    • EagleAye says:

      Thank you! The men got a mighty good deal when you think about it. Maybe a lifetime supply of ice cream wouldn’t work, especially in hell. Sounds like a Sisyphean task to me. Turns out Molly is mighty partial to peanut brittle. I expect a truckload of that would that would get you something amazing. πŸ˜‰

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  3. List of X says:

    Better be shunned than burned at the stake – which, unfortunately, is always a possibility should some disaster occur that Molly can’t fix….

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  4. Joy Pixley says:

    Gee, what do you have to do not to be shunned in that town? Ah well, as long as they pay fairly for services rendered.

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  5. Joe Owens says:

    A woman’s gotta make a living, even if a witch. I’ll bet the Agreement came after a lot of negotiation. Seems she knows her way around the bargaining process. I like the way you worked into this, kept we wanting to read all of it.

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    • EagleAye says:

      You’re right. Usually witches were burned or murdered out of hand. Luckily, the town realized she was beneficial not harmful. A rocky relationship to be sure, but in the end they figured out how to make it work for everyone. I’m glad you enjoyed the “slow reveal.” It’s fun when it works. Thanks much! πŸ™‚

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  6. Good thing she didn’t live in Salem! I love how these two men nonchalantly left their payment for her services. Sad no one will talk to her (until they need something, I assume). Great story Eric! I loved it.

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  7. luckyjc007 says:

    Enjoyable story…as usual from you πŸ™‚ We sure could use someone like that around here! Maybe she has a sister, brother, cousin,,,,,? I figure the power runs in the family, maybe.

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    • EagleAye says:

      Unfortunately it’s not that easy. You have to be the seventh daughter of a seventh daughter. Same for sons. Word is old Molly will never turn away anyone in need though. She’d be worth the visit. πŸ˜‰ Thanks so much. I’m glad you enjoyed the story. πŸ™‚

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  8. afairymind says:

    It seems ‘The Agreement’ is working well for all concerned! An enjoyable story, Eric. πŸ™‚

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  9. babso2you says:

    Another excellent tale of WordMaster! I like the unspoken part of the story as well. Well crafted! Thank you for participating in the Mondays Finish the Story challenge. Be well… ^..^

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