“Are you sure you want to visit this place?” Caitlin said as she helped her mother out of the car.
Slowly, her mother nodded, “I did spend five years here.” Although this had become the museum of a private art collector, seventy years ago, when her mother was ten years old, she was forced to work as a servant to a wealthy family in order to support her family.
When they entered the museum, her mother gasped. “It still looks the same,” she said softly, “the chandeliers, the stone work, the marble steps. So much memories of happiness and sadness.”
Each week, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple hosts Friday Fictioneers where we’re challenged to write a piece of flash fiction in 100 words, more or less, based on the picture above.