Sunday Writing Prompt, July 18/21 – The Quiet One – Alice Thomas

It was known near and far that Alice Thomas was a quiet one. That was until she spoke and then she wasn’t. Crowds were known to gather, silence pervaded the town square as she argued the issues bugging her the most.

Her voice had a strident tone to it. Many were pleased she was the quiet one as her voice grated and her manner abrupt and though she lacked many of societies graces there was always a point to what she had to say.

Today her gripe was the garbage system, or lack of it.

The council wanted to halve the size of the general waste bin. It was nothing more than a cost saving venture by them and she wasn’t standing for it. Within minutes she had warmed up her vocal chords and she was giving the counsellors everything she had.

We knew nothing was going to change and so did she but that didn’t deter her from letting fly.

It was Sunday morning, the town square was buzzing with morning groups, the cafes were full, the sun was shining and Alice Thomas was holding court in the middle of the square.

If nothing else she was a source of entertainment, she was a reason the town square was so full of a Sunday morning. People liked to be entertained and Alice did that.

It took her twenty minutes to get out her grievances and then satisfied she’d had her say, gathered up her small wooden shoebox and wandered off. She didn’t acknowledge any responses, she didn’t engage in further discussion.

She longed to get back to her quietness.

Alice shut her front door and breathed a sigh of relief that her morning was over. There were times when she questioned just what she was doing. She was the most introverted person she knew, not that she knew many people.

It was like a force greater than herself took over and she followed along as it led her to the square. Her behavior was most un-Alice like.  

It took her some time to settle herself and several cups of tea.

This morning’s effort had taken it out of her and it was well into the afternoon before she felt her old self returning.

It was times like this when she felt the humiliation of standing in front of others that Alice was glad she had no phone. Therefore no one would be calling her. It was an important aspect to her maintaining her quietness. Though there would be sure, as happened each time, to be some mention of her in the paper the next day.

Realizing her fairy god-mother was standing in the corner with a smile that radiated love and understanding, Alice felt resolved to a life that was not all her own.

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14 Responses to Sunday Writing Prompt, July 18/21 – The Quiet One – Alice Thomas

  1. Patricia says:

    I like your story. Being a quiet one, I can relate somewhat to Alice. I don’t speak out in public, but I expect to be heard when I have something to say.

  2. Sadje says:

    Nice twist to the story Michael. You had me wondering why she did what she did! Note I know.

  3. -Eugi ☕️ says:

    Compelling piece, Michael, and an excellent twist to the end.

  4. Love it Michael. Hope this finds you well.

  5. Oh that was a great twist. But I can also totally relate; sometimes it feels like – no matter how hard – you need to speak up and then returning to your actual self can be difficult. Very nice. Loved it Michael; it’s been a while, it’s good to read you ♥️

    • Michael says:

      Thanks Stephanie I’ve stepped back in recent times needed a break. I enjoyed writing this one maybe I’ll be inspired to do some more.

      • I get that; and it’s always important to get some me time. Listening to one’s needs is crucial… I hope your break allowed for rest and that you are doing well.
        It wad a pleasure to read your writings again 😊

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