681. Dora couldn’t win

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When Dora lost her third husband in less than five years, people started to talk. Dora was still in her early thirties. She had three children, all from different husbands. Each husband’s death had been a tragedy. They’d all died young; one from cancer, one in a traffic accident, and one by his own hand.

Her kids would come home from school and say that Sally or Harry or whoever had said that their fathers had been poisoned. Dora would see people in the supermarket point and whisper behind their hands.

There she is! There’s the woman who mysteriously buried three husbands in less than five years.

There was only one thing for it. Dora would move her family to another town. She would start again.

And she did that! It wasn’t easy and it wasn’t cheap, but she did it! Another house, another school, another group of strangers.

Her kids would come home from school and say that Sally or Harry or whoever had laughed at them because they all looked different from each other and had different fathers. Dora would see people in the supermarket point and whisper behind their hands.

There she is! There’s the solo mother with three kids. She’s seen more ceilings than Michelangelo.

41 thoughts on “681. Dora couldn’t win

  1. Cynthia Jobin

    Well, Dora is going to have to teach her kids how to respond appropriately to the meanness of other kids. And as for the adults, she should just tell them to put their pointy whispering where the sun don’t shine!

    (I had all I could do, when visiting the Sistine Chapel, to refrain from lying down on the floor to admire Michelangelo’s ceiling.)

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  2. Oscar Alejandro Plascencia

    I’m with Cynthia! One thing’s to protect your offspring from unnecessary cruelty another is to run away from your past. Gossipmongers abound in every town. Dora needs to own her name and her past and “gift” her children the power of self assurance and pride.

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              1. Cynthia Jobin

                Actually I think we’re out of musicians that make any sense. (what a title for a poem!) You’ll be happy to know I’m about to cover the fire for this day and leave you and myself in peace. Bonne nuit, mon ami…. enjoy your evening of tomorrow!

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                    1. Bruce Goodman Post author

                      Well the (English) expression makes much sense – as does the French – because it was the last thing (in the old days at least) that one would do before retiring. And now I have just “uncovered the fire” here. But with a wood burner it’s not quite the same!

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  3. Keith Channing

    And there I was, expecting to hear that the third one wouldn’t eat the poisoned mushrooms. Tough on the kids though, and a pointer for those (of us) who automatically assume that a woman with a number of children by different fathers is so by choice or through multiple carelessness.

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