An other installment of Monday’s Finish the Story. The goal: to write flash fiction of 100-150 words in response to the photograph. The picture is taken by the host of this prompt, Barbara W. Beecham. And, to make it more of a challenge, she provides the first sentence from which your story flows.
“The only residents remaining in the small town of Miners Hill are spirits”
A deep sense of sadness and neglect blanketed the empty houses, hotels, and stores.
The great cave-in of 1910 took the lives of over 1/2 the men of the “Hill.” Few entrepreneurs had the strength of stomach to reopen that shaft.
In the shadow of the northern side, claims were staked, but never occupied. Much easier to move machinery, men, and equipment to a place without such a sad reputation.
I came because I prefer the spirits of the dead to the living. Choosing the lobby of the grand hotel standing prominently above the town, I cleaned up the lobby, moved things in from the Range Rover.
This would be home for a while. Til I made my two sets of photographs. The buildings posing for my camera, and then the dead in focus.