The Girl in White
“Haven’t you heard of the ghost of Gabrielle?” she asked him.
Neel came out of his trance. The street was still empty, but for her, the girl in white.
“Gabrielle was the girl of dreams. One day, a wealthy Lord forced himself on her, under that very arch. She ran to a nearby shop, but getting no help there, stabbed her heart with the butcher’s knife. She now waits in the dark for lonely men, seeking vengeance.”
Neel laughed as he left. The stranger had brightened an otherwise boring evening.
“He’s curious about this tale. He’ll be back soon.”
She smiled, touching her white dress over the spot of red.
(© 15th July 2015)