What Pegman Saw: Them

Songxicun, Jaingxi Province, China: Google Maps

I turned the corner and there she was, sat on the bench outside the inn. Alone.

By the way she dressed, I thought her a man. But closer, I saw her breasts, unbound. I swept a look round, fearful a child might see her so. Loose breasts beneath a skimpy vest, and trousers so tight they showed her crotch. If Uncle saw her, he’d cast her into the pound and send a runner to fetch the lord’s constabulary, though I’m not sure what her crime. Neither the name of her kind.

She upped from that bench when the innkeeper’s woman came at her with a threatening broom. ‘No market, no cash,’ the innkeeper’s woman said and waggled the broom at her. The strange woman ran.

What was she, who were her people? One of THEM, I suppose.

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About crispina kemp

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12 Responses to What Pegman Saw: Them

  1. Violet Lentz says:

    Probably. The innkeeper? Wonder if the admonition was out of kindness or disgust?

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  2. k rawson says:

    Great voice and intriguing story. This has piqued my interest. Is she foreign? Of a different ethnic group? Honestly, I want her to be a time traveler. Hope she keeps safe!

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  3. Very intriguing Crispina – it could be a story about so many things, and yet a timeless story about prejudice and judgement.

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  4. Jen Goldie says:

    Yes at first I judged. No I must admit my judgement of the woman was she was a prostitute. What does that say of me? This is a thinker. Thanks Crispina. “No Market, no cash” made me think the Innkeeper’s Woman was her John. Hmm


    • crimsonprose says:

      It was my intention to have a big question mark over the woman. Was she a tourist? Or was she a whore? In my mind she’s the tourist. But the answer really is in the reader’s mind.


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