DOÑA ROSA’S LITTLE BLESSING … and A Wednesday Writing Prompt



Years ago and far away, my friend, Doña Rosa, made her home in a house set near a street corner with a mysterious lamp-post. This dear Portuguese woman seemed ancient to me. From my mature adult perspective, I suspect that good lady might actually have been in her late ’50s or early ’60s, not old at all. Depending on the weather or season and whether it was a clear or foggy night, a full moon or not, the light from the lamp-post on her corner would glow golden, white or gray.

My friend had a mystical explanation for the mutations in color. She hinted that they were due to the changing mood of a sad and ghostly young lady. She claimed to see this person standing in the light every night. She told me a tale of star-crossed lovers and a premature death to explain her ghost. She said she offered rosaries on the ghost’s behalf so that one day the ghost – hopefully…

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