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June
2006
Honorable Mention
Gray Lady
by Carol Gandolfo
Rue stood at the attic window and watched as
the crimson sliver slipped into the deep blue sea.
The white-washed wall of the tower just 100 feet away,
brightened and dimmed as the light revolved at the top
of the lighthouse. Rue turned away from the darkened
window and moved toward her favorite chair.
The attic door opened and a young man entered. His
right hand still held the doorknob and there was a
flashlight in his left hand. As he looked at Rue, his
blue eyes widened and his mouth dropped open. Slowly,
he began to back up and then fell backwards down the
five steps to the first landing. He lay on the floor
for a full minute before painfully getting to his feet
and walking into the living room.
He was about to tell the lighthouse caretaker and his
boss what he had seen, but stopped himself. It was
only his imagination. A few days later, when John
accidentally broke an attic window while moving a
ladder away from the room edge, he refused to go into
the attic to make the repair. Instead, he replaced
the window from the outside. When his boss reminded
him a few days later that they needed to clean up the
broken glass, John hesitated a little too long. Then
finally told his boss what he had seen. His boss
grabbed a dustpan and broom and headed up the stairs.
John followed behind. In the attic, they both stared
in surprise at the neat pile of glass on the floor.
In the corner of the room, a rocking chair began to
move to and fro.
Rue looked on sadly as both men ran from the room.
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