A 150-Word Story for this week’s prompt at Tuesday Scribes.
Gone; the brace that she had worn as a child. Gone; the articulated, iron bars, the heavy brown shoe, and the leather straps that she’d kept fixed to her leg for all those years. Gone; the need for her to endure the cruel barbs and taunts hurled by classmates as she struggled up and down the passageways at school.
Gone also was she. Gone, from the small Midwestern town that had made her tough and had hardened her resolve.
To the casual observer she looked normal now, but there were still tells. There were still things to discern. Things such as the faint ticking of the clockwork, a sound she used to lull herself to sleep at night and the whir of the stretched round leather belts that controlled her thoughts.
She hadn’t been able to travel by plane or visit an inner city high school for a long time.
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