Okay, some of you commented that you wanted some magic. In this third installment, here is a little magic from Stitches. See below for links to other great authors who are posting today. Happy Reading!
This scene is from Chapter 4.
Mary Coulter, an elderly widow, recalls the special moments of her life before her possessions are sold at an estate sale. But she can't find the magical fabric. In this scene she remembers her first introduction to the fabric's magic for her adopted father, Doc. His long-time housekeeper, Birdie, decides it's time to share what she knows with Mary.
Doc was aware of
their presence—Mary saw the soft squeeze when Birdie took his hand. Birdie
silently nodded for her to gaze at the birds in the fabric.
“Oh Birdie, it’s...it’s...I
have no words. Why haven’t I ever seen this before?” she said, breathless.
“This ain’t the
kind of secret you go hennin’ about at parties, Miss Mary,” Birdie quipped. “Go
on, set your hands on the birds—think about your life with Doc.”
Tentatively, she
set her hands on two of the three shimmering pheasants. Their eyes glistened,
aware, and ready for instruction. She’d never seen anything so beautiful—so alive. The reflective, thick wings
slowly began to vibrate beneath her hands; they were moving, lifting, and
gaining strength. Heat radiated up her arms and raced through her body like an
electric current. The rippling faded and then disappeared. She was enveloped
with what felt like a succession of Doc’s, Birdie’s, Jess’s, and Jim’s
embraces. She looked up and saw Birdie’s gaze already trained to the window in
anticipation of what she would see.
A rainbow of colors radiated from the three pheasants as they materialized in the old poplar tree outside of Doc’s bedroom window. They meticulously preened and prepared for flight. Each enormous bird was perched on a separate branch, bowing under the weight. She gasped at the sight.
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Lovely magic, I can just SEE the birds on the trees and now, now...what happens next?
ReplyDeleteWell done, excellent snippet!
I LOVE your description of the pheasants!
ReplyDeleteTerrific excerpt. Wonderfully vivid imagry.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful description of a magical moment. I love the way you used the sense of touch to enhance the scene.
ReplyDeleteNow I can see and feel the magic.
ReplyDeleteThis is beautiful. Well-written and I loved your descriptions of the fabric and the pheasants.
ReplyDeleteWhat a special concept you've come up with! Terrific excerpt, but I also want to comment on your short description. Excellent! "Magic exists for every generation..." I agree!
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