The Shot
Several years have passed, and I moved to a small village due to certain circumstances. But I missed my past rowdy life when I hadn’t a care in the world. Now I spend the Winter and Spring evenings by myself. From time to time I would go out to check how the work was progressing on my land. But the rest of the time went by slowly. I read all the books that I had. And stories about women made me feel miserable. I wanted to drink but was scared of becoming an alcoholic like some of my neighbors.
About two miles away from my house there was the estate of the countess, but now nobody lived there except the overseer. The countess had visited her manor only once since her honeymoon. But because her husband had been shot there she hadn’t come back since. However, rumor had it that she was coming to visit in the summer. This was big news for the people of the village. They talked about it for months before and would probably talk about it for years after. I admit that the news of a young beautiful neighbor excited me and I couldn’t wait for her arrival.
The first Sunday after she had arrived I went to her estate to introduce myself as her closest neighbor and offer my help. As I arrived to the gates her footman led me to the study room and left to announce my arrival. The …show more content…
He told my husband that he wanted to take his shot now, and he killed him!” She began to cry and I embraced her. She started talking about what happened after her husband had died and how depressed she was, and that the only reason she came back was to face what had happened once again. I looked at the clock and it was getting late. So I said goodbye and left. We started seeing each other every day, and spent our evenings together. Soon we had fallen in love. After some months she wanted me to return to the city with her, so I did. We got married there and have lived happily ever
Several years have passed, and I moved to a small village due to certain circumstances. But I missed my past rowdy life when I hadn’t a care in the world. Now I spend the Winter and Spring evenings by myself. From time to time I would go out to check how the work was progressing on my land. But the rest of the time went by slowly. I read all the books that I had. And stories about women made me feel miserable. I wanted to drink but was scared of becoming an alcoholic like some of my neighbors.
About two miles away from my house there was the estate of the countess, but now nobody lived there except the overseer. The countess had visited her manor only once since her honeymoon. But because her husband had been shot there she hadn’t come back since. However, rumor had it that she was coming to visit in the summer. This was big news for the people of the village. They talked about it for months before and would probably talk about it for years after. I admit that the news of a young beautiful neighbor excited me and I couldn’t wait for her arrival.
The first Sunday after she had arrived I went to her estate to introduce myself as her closest neighbor and offer my help. As I arrived to the gates her footman led me to the study room and left to announce my arrival. The …show more content…
He told my husband that he wanted to take his shot now, and he killed him!” She began to cry and I embraced her. She started talking about what happened after her husband had died and how depressed she was, and that the only reason she came back was to face what had happened once again. I looked at the clock and it was getting late. So I said goodbye and left. We started seeing each other every day, and spent our evenings together. Soon we had fallen in love. After some months she wanted me to return to the city with her, so I did. We got married there and have lived happily ever