Here is my three-hundred-word story written to this picture prompt for the holiday. This is the beginning of the Christmas story to appear in 2013, last book in "The List" series &, yet to be named.
Giselle Davenport couldn’t stop the tears clouding
her eyes as she walked into the dining room. Thanksgiving with the Andrews
family, her next door neighbors in Pine Grove for many years, couldn’t fill the
void created by the loss of her own family. The pain fresh in her heart, forced
her to leave the beautiful table, a reminder of holidays past. She wandered into the living room and perched on the window seat in the old Victorian.
Pulling aside the lace curtain, she peeked
outside. Her eyes widened in surprise. She didn’t know Will Benson had bought
the small house across the street. Engaging in a snowball fight with his
young son, he didn’t see Giselle watching him. His hair was as
black as ever and his smile still broad. She pressed her fingertips
against the glass as if she could touch him through it.
His last words to her six years earlier echoed in
her heart. I’m not looking for a CEO. I’m
looking for a wife…a woman to make a home and have children with me. I guess
that’s not you. Good luck with your career.
She had loved Will
with all her heart but loved her career just a tad more. Now it was holiday
time. Work ground to a halt while people immersed themselves in the joys of laughter,
love and sharing with their families. Giselle no longer had family so the holiday had become a hollow, lonely time. She had heard about Will’s marriage. That could have
been me. A heaviness settled into her heart.
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“Come, Giselle. We’re sitting down,” Mary Andrews,
matriarch of the family, touched her shoulder. Giselle gave one last glance out
the window before pasting a small smile on her lips. Mary put an arm around her
and they entered the dining room together. Thank you for stopping by. Have a happy holiday.
7 comments:
That was such a lovely and moving post. Nicely done, Jean.
Nothing as sorrowful as living with regret. Touching post, Jean. Happy Thanksgiving
Beautiful write. Regret and what "ifs" are the hardest things to deal with especially during the holidays. Happy Thanksgiving Jean!
Very nicely done, Jean. You touched on many emotions, the loniness felt during the holidays and love lost. I want to read the happy ending :). Have a Happy Thanksgiving.
Very moving. A treat to come next year. Look forward to it.
Very touching scene! It's a reminder that holidays can be hard on people too. Hopefully, Giselle will find her soul mate and happiness. Have a Happy Thanksgiving.
This is a great beginning to the next book in the series
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