Welcome back to Sweet Saturday Samples.This week's snippet is a favorite of mine, a very short scene I wrote and included late in the book's progress, to depict a poignant time in Marie's life. In a little while, you'll learn why it is a favorite of mine. Enjoy!
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The next morning, preparations for the journey home were a misery to Marie. She had no desire to talk to Rulon or anyone else, but went through the motions of making breakfast in the half light before sunrise. After she packed up the remains of the meal, she went to arrange herself for the day. She looked for the hair clasp Mrs. Bates had given her so she could twist up her hair. Failing to locate it in the time she had available, she threw together one long braid to keep her hair in order, and then saddled Bess for the long ride.
For reasons known only to himself, Pa went back to the Bates homestead and stood in the barnyard to chat with Mr. Bates. Realizing that the farmer’s kind wife would immediately sense her despair if she came out to talk, Marie forestalled an encounter with Mrs. Bates by fleeing into the wheat field behind the barn. She stood for a long time gazing toward the north. Although she had said her home felt like a prison, she acknowledged that it actually represented her sanctuary after their dreadful trek from Shenandoah County. Melancholy descended upon her like a heavy cloak as she thought of departing that home after the harvest. She scarcely moved until the sun climbed into the sky and Pa called that it was time to leave.
During their brief noon pause for dinner, Marie maintained her silence, spooning out beans and distributing the last of the corn bread, and then packing away the pot and utensils until their arrival home. Even when her younger brothers sought to tease her into joining them in splashing in the creek, she resisted their rambunctious delight.
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I get the impression she is pensive rather than angry but i like that you make me question which is right.
ReplyDeleteThanks for visiting, Sherry. Pensive is a good description for this mood Marie's in. Maybe a bit darker than pensive, though. So many heavy thoughts are going through her mind at this point.
DeleteYou've done a great job of showing Marie's bleak mood. I'm looking forward to reading more of this story.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Sandy. Bleak is a good word, indeed. I appreciate your comment.
DeletePoor Marie. She's having a rough time of it. Nice sample.
ReplyDeleteShe is, Elaine. And worse is in store for her. Thanks for your visit and your comment. :-)
DeleteI can sympathize with her feelings about moving, even if it's to go home and not to a strange place.
ReplyDeleteShe's worried about moving after marrying someone who she fears will not treat her well. :-(
DeleteThanks for visiting, Carrie-Anne!
Marie's despair is very well shown. You can almost feel it emanating off the page. I so want to read this! Can't wait. :)
ReplyDeleteThanks, Jenna! I can hardly wait, myself. I appreciate your visit and comment.
DeleteI sense a lot of sadness in Marie; leaving behind places and people she has come to know is very difficult for her.
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing...and for visiting my blog.
Absolutely, Laurel-Rain!
DeleteThank you for reciprocating the visit. :-)
I hope she finds happiness
ReplyDeleteI do too. Oh wait! I know the ending. heh-heh
DeleteThanks for your visit and comment. I do appreciate it.
Awww
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I hate it too. Please tell me it's not enabled!
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