Saturday, January 29, 2011
Saturday Centus, Sweet Endings
It is Saturdy Centus again and I love doing these. It is another bright sunny day before the coming storm, but again the mail box held issues that I don't want to think about today. So I threw myself in to the prompt, trying to really reach for soemthing different. I hope it works. The prompt today is she lifted the stack of letters from the ancient chest
Tears trickled down Marcella’s rouged cheeks as the sheriff eased the door shut, his boot heels cuffing each wooden step down the stairwell.
Lambert dead. How alone she felt already. The sheriff hated to break the news, but she knew it wasn’t harder than advising her against attending the funeral. The town wanted no scene for Mrs. Lambert from his tart.
Her hand flicked the teardrops away as she lifted the stack of letters from the ancient chest. The deed for the gold mine rested between envelopes. She tied on her bonnet and headed out, thankful for Lambert’s provisions.