Mrs Pauley.

Hey as you all know I am taking part in a writing challenge, dubbed Writing 101 and is part of bloggers University.
This is a fairly late entry..I’ve been a bit busy but I hope it gets you thinking.

Day 18.

Prompt: The neighbourhood has seen better days, but Mrs. Pauley has lived there since before anyone can remember. She raised a family of six boys, who’ve all grown up and moved away. Since Mr. Pauley died three months ago, she’d had no income. She’s fallen behind in the rent. The landlord, accompanied by the police, have come to evict Mrs. Pauley from the house she’s lived in for forty years.


Little Rose sat on the opposite end of the street and watched the old lady cry. She watched her beg the auctioneers and heard her struggle with the police just to be let in.

For as long as she had lived Mrs. Pauley had always lived there. Ever pruning the garden, taking care of the very same flowers that at this point were on the soles of the feet of the four or so policemen who had come to carry through with the eviction notice. Rose cringed on Mrs. Pauley’s behalf. She loved her flowers, she loved her small garden and Rose knew because she would always see her on her knees working on them. Especially after Mr. Pauley died, it seemed to be the happiest time of her life. She would sing and just go on about her work smiling. Sometimes crying.

Rose wondered why she had never said hi. But moreso she wondered at this land Lord. Forty years of faithful paying
(Everyone knew they were the oldest residents) and you kick someone out after the death of the husband. Three months surely?? Why would you do that? Where was the humanity in that?

But how would a lady said to have doctors and engineers and teachers as children lack rent? What was the rationale? She was only 12 and only a step to being a teen yet in her mind something about this whole picture didn’t feel right. Did it feel right to the police? To kick out someone in her 70’s? To the owner? To kick out someone who they had had a cordial relationship for 40years? To her children? Did they even know that their mother was alone and homeless?

“Rose! ”


She heard and knew mother needed her to help with feeding the baby. She looked at Mrs Pauley one last time and hoped to see her the next day.


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