She was gone in a breath and returned near as quick, her rustling skirts as blue as the pattern on the china cup she brought him.
He sipped the tepid water and was glad it was neither cold nor hot for he feared his throat would tolerate neither.
“Thank you,” he said, his voice husky.
She bowed her head to unravel the last pass of bandage around his forearm and he noticed her hair—the rich brown of wet planks—was done just as the day before. Neither down and free, nor coiled tightly, it was simply pinned loose, draping in soft curves at the base of her neck. As if she’d done it with no thought or care. But that was never her way. All the more reason it surprised him. He studied the twists that looked likely to tumble free any moment, if but a pin were pulled free.
He brushed his thumb and forefinger together, minding his hand to stay where it lay.
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Yikes! Got to know the rest of this story!
Aw, thanks Nettie. Glad you enjoyed it!
Joanne, are you planning on exploring this story a bit more? I could see another novella in your future… 🙂
Andrea – I like the way you think 🙂 This one is definitely in the works and there’s more to come soon!
Ooh! *rubbing palms together* I like the sound of that.
Love this and love these snippets, Joanne, keep them coming, lol!! Such a tease you are – I don’t think you could write anything I didn’t love. Be it novella, novel, short story or snippet!!
Love, hugs and prayers!!
Bonnie, It’s always a joy to see you! I’m glad you enjoyed the snippet. 🙂 And thank you for your sweet words!!
Love this snippet of a story, Joanne. I sure hope there’s more to this–I’d like to read it! 🙂
Why thank you, Rachelle! Finishing this one up now to turn into my editor. Definitely more to come. 😉