Short Story: The Remaining One
Short story: general
They left him one by one, some by choice, some by force, until only one remained.
“Will you leave me too?” he asked.
“Only if you want me to.”
“I don’t want you to.”
“Then I stay.”
Life with just one servant was tough, but she worked tirelessly to upkeep the mansion herself, leaving him free to focus on rebuilding his shattered business and influence.
Little by little, what was once dead came back to life. An opportunity came, and while his peers let it pass, he seized it with the determination of a drowning man.
It was exactly what he needed. His business boomed, and he regained his former glory and more.
People flocked to him, faces old and new. He was extremely picky with his choices, but even then his mansion filled so quickly he had to turn people away.
Eventually, everyone settled into place. Only then did he and his loyal servant take their well earned break.
“Why didn’t you leave?” he asked, a question he hadn’t dared to ask before when she was all he had left.
“Do you remember how I started working for you?” she asked.
“I was accused of stealing and kicked out of work. I asked for one chance to prove myself. Only you would give me that chance.”
“I don’t remember.”
“That’s fine. As long as I do.”