[Original Fiction] The Three Sisters #2

anutu (60)in #fiction • 6 years ago (edited)

The old lady's stature was slender, slightly bowed and her head held strangely crooked as she looked into Jo's face. Her left arm was leaning on a black walking cane. A pommel studded with glittering stones looked out from under her hand. The handle of the cane looked unusual and far too luxurious for a lady who might work in this bar.

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An inconspicuous man had made himself comfortable at a table on the left. Jo stepped further into the room and made a lax gesture of apology as he passed by the old woman with the walking cane. The bar counter, as well as the advertising sign, had suffered for decades. The whole equipment of the bar was faithfully furnished with items from the time of the 1930's, maybe 1940’s. Every single piece fit perfectly to the other as if the whole design had been made especially for this room. Carpentered a very long time ago - but with style and grace in mind.

Just as Jo was about to sit down at the bar on one of the stools, two other old grey haired women's heads peeked out of the dark behind the bar.

„We are sisters! We are three. One is nearly blind, one can not walk very well and I have some very little problems with my hearing, Sir! How can we help you? Where do you live? Do you like to by a house in this area? We own a nice farmhouse which is currently for sale.

„Damned mosquito! Bam.“ Jo’s hand hit the counter hard but the mosquito was already gone. Thus Jo did not listen to to the sister’s questions.

The three sisters had a look as if they were cloned. All three had the same hair color, the same curls, and the same stature. Nevertheless, each of them had very special characteristics and idiosyncrasies, which underlined the respective character very clearly. The first of the three had the walking cane covered with precious gems. She held her head a little crooked all the time and always looked diagonally upwards. The second sister stared into emptiness most of the time. Her nose was dominated by thick, old-fashioned glasses. Every few minutes she wrinkled her nose and pushed the glasses back into the usual position in front of her brown eyes. The third one pretended all the time to understand everything. She nodded every second sentence spoken to her and winked her eyes. From time to time she added a soft „yes yes“ to the sentences of the others. However, she certainly didn't even understand half of what was said.

The three were a very special trio. Somehow bizarre but still endearing. Jo had meanwhile made himself comfortable on the stool at the bar. The sister with the walking stick tapped towards the other two standing behind the bar counter in the dark. Like a swarm of fish underwater would explore the sea together, the three sisters were moving now all the way around the old bar counter. Coming out of the darkness and now slowly walking into the direction of the guest room the swarm moved forward. The first one hooked her left arm with the right arm of the second one and the second one hooked her left arm with the right arm of the third one. Now the three of them together moved slowly further in the direction of the lonely guest sitting at the table. A quiet stepping, slurping, rustling noise of the movement mixed with the clattering of the walking stick. The noise filled the room with its own kind of background blare. Observing the movement of the three closely, Jo suspected that the sister with the walking cane could be the leader of the trio.

In addition, the glittering stones on the handle of the cane radiated with a magical sparkle. The black stick almost looked like a scepter of royalty. Therefore, Jo was now even more sure that this sister would be the true leader.

The lady with the mysterious cane just started the conversation with the unknown guest when a shriek interrupted the surreal atmosphere in the room. Out of a sudden and almost like a directed choreography of a ballet, everyone in the room turned the eyes towards the opened entrance door. In incomprehensible speed, a dark grey cat swept through the bar and disappeared behind the counter in the darkest corner.

Travel to wondrous places with the „The Three Sisters“ and the dark grey cat, places where time loses its own consciousness - where the past, present, and future converge!

To be continued … in Chapter 3!

In case you missed it - Chapter 1 you find here! - Chapter 3

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