Jane Jago’s Daily Drabble – Two Hundred and Seventy

When Walter Smith retired, his replacement was a young giant with thighs like an oak tree and broad capable hands. His name was Eudric and his guileless blue eyes told of a simple man with a gentle uncomplicated nature.

All the young women in the village sat up and took notice, but he saw none of them except the innkeeper’s homely middle-aged daughter who he courted with gentle persistence.

When he shyly asked for her hand in marriage she smiled and kissed him.

“Yes please. But why me?” 

“Because you are kind. And clever enough for both of us.” 

©️jj 2019

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

Blog at WordPress.com.

Up ↑

%d bloggers like this: