Trifecta Writing Challenge – the third definition of ‘radical’

Moira was not a curtain-twitcher. She despised people who were. She hated those horrid old ladies who twitched their lace net curtains and gossipped behind everyone’s backs. She hated them more than ever today. And today she twitched the plain burgundy velvet curtains in her front room – she had just that morning changed the curtains because Autumn was well and truly settled in- but she only twitched them because she was anticipating his arrival.
Her first thought when they visited this afternoon had been, nasty old bats, trying to cause trouble between Arthur and I! But as they had twittered on, she’d slowly, unwillingly begun to listen.
What they had insinuated was honestly disturbing. In these difficult times it wasn’t safe for people to have any views other than the accepted ones, and what they were suggesting was that Arthur’s ideas might be … almost radical. Frightening.
So now she stood by the window, waiting for him to come home.
She swallowed hard as she heard the engine of Arthur’s Talbot 75 grumble to a halt on the driveway. He was home. And now she would have to confront him. She hoped it was all a mistake, or a malicious lie. Even then it could damage them. But if by any chance it happened to be true, then it could destroy them totally.
She stood, a pale upright figure, standing out starkly against the burgundy wine colour of the winter curtains, waiting for the door to open. Waiting for her world to end.


16 thoughts on “Trifecta Writing Challenge – the third definition of ‘radical’

    1. There are many curtain twitchers about! A fairly common phrase where I live. Very good name for them ;-). Arthur’s ideas … I was heading for far-left politics but didn’t have enough words to explain properly. They were known as Radicals in the 30s and early 40s when everyone was worried about communism in England.

  1. I’ve never heart the term curtain-twitcher before – I may have to borrow it to describe some of the busy bodies I encounter in life 🙂 This was an interesting story and I would really like to know about Arthur’s ideas.

  2. This reminded me of The Help–when everyone is just hoping that the girl (what’s her name again? Not my favorite book) wasn’t really involved with trying to help the blacks. Curtain twitchers. I love it.

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