Edna’s long hand rested on the cloth on the tap. Andrea could see the curve of her high cheek bone, a moistness to the curl of her pale eyelashes as her head turned and dropped almost imperceptibly.
Andrea wanted to scream, “Speak to me. Look at me!” For a moment she imagined Edna turning, a smile quick to her lips, her eyes beaming approval of her only daughter, her “chosen one.” Andrea had longed for that look for as long as she could remember.
But then a cloud blocked the light like a heavy curtain, dim reality returned, and Edna didn’t move. Andrea stepped across the doorway and past into the hall, slowly climbing the stairs to her room. Her legs felt like heavy logs, but her feet made no sound.
Maybe I’m invisible already, only a phantom whose footsteps can’t make the floors creak.
If you are intrigued by A Tumbled Stone, it can be purchased at Amazon. It is also available in Kindle!
Happy reading!
Blessings, Carol Brown
P.S. I am in the process of extricating my children's books from this blog to give them their own space in order to give proper attention to adult interests and to children's interests. You can find me over at www.sassypantsco.blogspot.com.
The blog-hop will happen over there!
P.S. I am in the process of extricating my children's books from this blog to give them their own space in order to give proper attention to adult interests and to children's interests. You can find me over at www.sassypantsco.blogspot.com.
The blog-hop will happen over there!
I'm definitely looking forward to this one!
ReplyDeleteI love Marcia's latest book cover. I come by it a lot online and it is really a very eye catching book cover that perfectly expresses the book title.
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Great post Carol.
Smitty
I quite agree. It sort of calls to you. And the story is quite compelling as well. Carol
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