Microfiction challenge #26: A journey

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McIntyre had seven daughters which meant seven brides which meant seven weddings. It was overwhelming the thought of them, the cost, the courting, the men seeking approval, the potential arguments with daughters wanting to marry some man he didn’t approve of and some daughters refusing to marry the men he did approve of.

McIntyre thought there had to be an easier way. In the distant Kingdom of Tootletoot the annual marriage festival was looming and he had heard that women who presented to the festival were assured of finding a compatible suitor and upon being selected the male suitor was then responsible for the wedding and the care of his new bride.

McIntyre saw this as an ideal opportunity to offload his daughters onto someone else. By trade he was a cobbler and the demand within the community was great enough but with his seven daughters constantly wanting new shoes he saw this an another worthwhile business venture. Fourteen less feet to shoe, seven less mouths to feed and seven less highly strung demanding daughters to deal with.

He enlisted the help of John the long haired horseman to take his daughters on a journey to the market place in Cute. He was able to deceive his daughters into going as he knew they all fancied John the horseman and his daughters thought of the market at Cute as the place to be.

He bid them all goodbye as they hurried to find a place on the back of John’s giant steed Gallop. Gallop was a mighty horse, some seventeen hands tall and easily carried the dainty seven daughters even with John carrying the smallest of the girls, Tulip, on his shoulder.

McIntyre was paying him a large sum of money to convey the girls to the marriage market. Once inside the gates of Tootletoot they would quickly learn of their fate and it would be a whole new life for them and a new life for himself.

McIntyre sang to himself as he went about his day. His life was changing. He could now devote his time to cobbling for paying customers.

At day’s end there was a noise outside his shop. There was John the horseman. There also were his seven daughters.  Each daughter was smiling. Each daughter had found a husband.

Each daughter had returned home to share her success with her father.

McIntyre looked at John who had his hand out wanting his payment. McIntyre was fuming. He reminded John of their deal. John stated he had carried out their deal. He had taken to girls to the festival. Each had found a husband. There was nothing in their deal about not bringing them all back.

He was suddenly aware of each daughter talking excitedly about seven weddings.

McIntyre feeling crestfallen thought of twenty-eight wedding shoes.

 

Written for: https://janedougherty.wordpress.com/2016/12/09/microfiction-challenge-26-a-journey/

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26 Responses to Microfiction challenge #26: A journey

  1. Henrietta Watson says:

    A very interesting story. I enjoyed reading it. Thanks for sharing!

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  3. Lyn says:

    A delightful tale Michael, to go with an equally delightful picture.

  4. The solution would have been to teach his daughters his trade so they could make their own shoes and pay for their own weddings 🙂 No sympathy lol!

  5. Oh Michael, this is great! So funny!

  6. wordwitch88 says:

    I so enjoyed reading this Michael! Absolutely lyrical! And of course, the usual twists and turns, just add to the pleasure! 🙂

    • Michael says:

      Thank you Pat….hope today is a good day for you.

      • wordwitch88 says:

        Tired tired beyond tired …. but despite the daze and all the “garbage” … I see and feel pretty okay and actually, peacefully content, so this says something positive, at least, in this moment. 🙂

        And I hope your weekend has been excellent and you are feeling in top form 🙂

      • Michael says:

        Everyday is a good day Pat, no matter how much the body complains it could always be worse…

      • wordwitch88 says:

        very very true …. and so we make hay while the sun shines 😉

  7. Another fine fairy tale from the master.

  8. Excellently done, love the “moral” ending.

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  10. merrildsmith says:

    A fun story. Toottletoot made me laugh. I like Jane’s comment that he should have taught his daughter’s the trade, but I think he also should have told them his ideas instead of trying to get rid of them. Serves him right. 🙂

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