Mr. Thornhill


I work at Mr. Thornhill’s Mill. I been working there since I was little and me Ma before me. Me sisters as soon as they’re old enough, they’ll work here too. It’s not bad, to be honest. It’s hard work but Mr. Thornhill’s a fair man and he treats us well enough.

Sometimes, he comes in here and walks about, inspecting our work. He’s tall and very handsome. I’m sweet on him. Ma tells me to remember meself. She said a gentleman like Mr. Thornhill wouldn’t set his cap for me. She’s wrong. The bairn growing inside me proves that.


100 Words

This was written for the Friday Fictioneers challenge hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields For more details, visit Here.  To read other stories based on this week’s prompt, visit Here.

28 thoughts on “Mr. Thornhill

    1. Yes, the world was harsh back then. Whenever I watch the period dramas and see how the working class and the poor were treated and what life was like, I’m always grateful that I wasn’t alive then. We do complain but when you think of how life was for many then and still is for many now in some parts of the world, we should really be thankful.

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    1. Dear Rochelle,

      I’m happy that you liked the MC’s voice. She says that Mr. Thornhill is a fair man and that he treats the workers well enough. Let’s see if she will sing his praises when she tells him that she’s having his child. Thanks 🙂



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