05/01/2017

THE MILLS OF GOD

THE MILLS OF GOD

Each of Dusty Miller's first two wives had drowned in the mill-race. Tragic accidents, he claimed – they’d slipped on the steps whilst drawing water – but his temper was legendary and people had seen the bruises. 

After failing to find a third wife locally, he settled for a woman he met in the town tavern.
The first time Dusty raised his fist she ducked. The second time she struck back. There never was a third time. Somehow his smock became trapped in the machinery – they had to scrape him off the wheel to bury him.

Missus Miller III was strangely dry-eyed at his funeral.
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'The mills of God grind slowly / Yet they grind exceeding small / Though with patience He stands waiting, / With exactness grinds He all '  

On seeing this week's prompt photo, the 'Mills of God' sprang instantly to my mind - If you've never heard the quote, this link will explain it.  http://www.theotherpages.org/poems/2000/l/long52.html

Thanks to https://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/ for hosting Friday Fictioneers. a link from her blog will take you to a list of other FF writers whose 100 word stories were also prompted by Sandra Crook's photograph..

HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL THE KIND PEOPLE WHO READ AND COMMENT ON MY BLOG.

27 comments:

  1. Dear Liz,

    I'm betting there weren't too many tears at Mr. Miller's funeral from anyone. Love this tale.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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    1. Thanks Rochelle - I like to think Mrs Miller took over the mill herself.

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  2. Great story of revenge. Excellent.

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    1. Vengeance took its time but struck in the end.

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  3. Great story of revenge. Excellent.

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  4. A woman after my own heart. Good one.

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  5. I think Missus Miller III is now the happy miller... great one.

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    1. Dusty picked the wrong woman, didn't he!

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    1. Karma - or maybe Mrs M - got him in the end.

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  7. sweet justice. served him well.

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    1. He got his comeuppance eventually.

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  8. wow!
    you are really are wonderful writer .
    i can see brilliant work here that holds the attention .
    Best of luck for you writing tasks dear .
    Happy new year!

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    1. Thank you bailie, and a happy new year to you too.

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  9. Good for the third wife! A delightful story.

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  10. Really love this one, Liz. It's powerful and clean; not overly stated or falsely compassionate. Great story this week!

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    1. Thanks Dawn - I enjoy the challenge of paring a story down to the bone.

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  11. Well, accidents will happen!

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    1. Particularly around heavy machinery.

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  12. Those Miller men a re a rough bunch for sure but never underestimate a Miller woman ;)

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    1. He met her in a tavern - that should have warned him not to mess with her!

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  13. Third one lucky! Or plain smart :D Good story.

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  14. Bravo Mrs. Miller the Third... About time he find the "right" wife!

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    1. Very true - third time unlucky for him!

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