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Chapter 2, Excerpt 4

By jelewis8 ⋅ March 14, 2003 ⋅ Post a comment

The moment passed, and Stuart looked at her. ?The strangest thing,? he said. ?What is it?? Lindsay asked. ?It was like,? he stopped, grasping for words. ?It was like that time I almost drowned.? He shook his head, and grabbed Lindsay?s hand. ?Come on, let?s see what?s inside.? Lindsay felt more surprised than disturbed. This [...]

Chapter 2, Excerpt 3

By jelewis8 ⋅ March 13, 2003 ⋅ Post a comment

Charles nodded and said quietly, ?It?s wet.? He looked at Lindsay and Stuart for a moment and then turned silently, headed for his room. Lindsay didn?t want Stuart to say anything. Just leave it alone, she thought, and to make him forget, pulled his arm gently, saying, ?Let?s go.? Outside it was quite green, the [...]

Chapter 2, Excerpt 2

By jelewis8 ⋅ March 12, 2003 ⋅ Post a comment

The encounter outside with Charles was just the impetus for leaving. It sent a wave of fear to the pit of her stomach, and she took a deep breath to calm herself. She would need a driver. Marching to her room she gathered her brown clutch and hat, picking up her shawl (It very well [...]

Chapter 1, Excerpt 5

By jelewis8 ⋅ March 10, 2003 ⋅ Post a comment

Marking their mood around the table was a profound sense of uncertainty, as if they knew not where their thoughts lay, or in what manner they could approach spoken sentiments. Each held within a longing desire, yet faced with the awful choice of announcing the revelation to the others, shrunk instead inside themselves, captivated and [...]

Chapter 2, Excerpt 1

By jelewis8 ⋅ March 10, 2003 ⋅ Post a comment

Why did it have to be raining? Today, of all days, she thought, and she had even planned for a jaunt into town to purchase some items of need. Now it was all ruined, and for what? It was the weather off the coast, that grey wind that pushed in all the foulness of the [...]

Chapter 1, Excerpt 4

By jelewis8 ⋅ March 6, 2003 ⋅ Post a comment

Their arrival had been marked by a flurry of motion, as if they had stepped off one vessel onto another, still riding the open waves into nowhere. Several dozen people, locals by their look, thronged the quay and gave a great shout as the ship came in, knocking gently against the aging pile-on that stood [...]

Chapter 1, Excerpt 3

By jelewis8 ⋅ March 5, 2003 ⋅ Post a comment

Charles stopped, mesmerized by the sweeping current of the alfalfa grasses. Peace was here, he thought, if it was anywhere. Not in my factories or offices. It?s the ocean, gathering in the winds like her children, sending them running through the fields and sloping walls of rocks that became hardened into dirt, crushed and subdued [...]

Chapter 1, Excerpt 2

By jelewis8 ⋅ March 4, 2003 ⋅ Post a comment

Francis turned on her heel. If there was anything remotely sensual about Francis, it was her hips. Like two enormous millstones, they moved in tandem, creating a rippled curtain of casual weave, underplaying their purpose, yet hinting at the grain being sifted and mulched inside their interior walls. She had a plainness about her, though, [...]

Chapter 1, Excerpt 1

By jelewis8 ⋅ March 3, 2003 ⋅ Post a comment

The dark wash of a dream swept over him as he lay, moving him in a slow caress that rippled and rose, a tidal sleep. It was the last of the watches, and in his mind, he was on the sand, running in and out as the foam chased him, further down the empty beach. [...]

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