Geneva Steele was often asked about her name. After all, she shared it with the local mill (closed). The mill gained its moniker from the nearby resort (gone), which its founder named after his daughter (dead).
But Geneva couldn’t answer with any of that.
“I’m Swiss,” she said.
Or, “I’m from New York.”
Locations and events became more elaborate, until Geneva’s great-granddaughter dragged Geneva to school for show-and-tell. Looking at all those faces, the truth exploded:
“I was conceived at the steel mill, out near the railroad tracks.”
Truth might be satisfied, but Geneva isn’t allowed at school again.
©2022 Chel Owens
Written in response to Carrot Ranch‘s prompt:
November 14, 2022, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story that includes a lie. What is the lie? It can be subtle or blatant. Who tells the lie and why? Is it an unreliable narrator? Go where the prompt leads!