A Miners Lament

A Miners Lament

Weeks working long hours in the remote oil sands had taken their toll but today the company-sponsored busses rolled into the Saloon of this makeshift northern town.

The jamboree would run non-stop for the next five days, it was time to cut loose. The booze would flow and the comfort girls, drawn to payday money, would be primed and ready for the carousing to begin.

Billy hated himself watching the stranger, her curves rocking in his lap. Back east, his Annie was waiting for his return.


Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #270.
Prompt Word: Jamboree | Word Count: 86
Date: 2022-07-30 | Tags: #weekendwritingprompt

Photo Credit: Unknown via Oil Sands Magazine.
Copyright 2022 Greg Glazebrook, All Rights Reserved.

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