Another Good Year?

Ruth and Gideon were in the drawing-room.  “I hope 2022 will be another good year for us,” he said. It won’t be for me if I can’t win Dushan back. “More champagne?” “No, thanks.  I’m going to bed.  Goodnight.”   Disappointed, he kissed her.  “Goodnight, Ruth.” 45 Words This was written for the Weekend Writing …

Anabella

He was in the study about to light his pipe when he heard it. Rising slowly to his feet, he left the room and went towards the sound of the piano. The haunted melody filled the house. It had been years since he last heard that song. Who was playing it? He reached the drawing-room. …

The Inheritance

He stood there, leaning against the tree, hands in pockets, watching her with his younger brother.  They were walking in the garden having what appeared to be a very deep conversation.  Try as he did, he couldn't deny that it bothered him to see them together.  It wasn't because he shared his mother's theory that …

The Ball

Monica was walking on the immaculate grounds of Whitmore Manor where her friend and co-worker Alex invited her to spend the afternoon.  It was the day before the annual charity ball and already there was a sense of excitement and anticipation in the air.  This was to be her first one since she only started …

The Suitor Calls

It was Friday evening.  Mr. Read was to call on her.  She felt a prickle of excitement at the thought of seeing him again.  The week had flown by quickly.  It seemed only a moment ago when she had surprised him in the library where he was composing a note which he gave to her.   …

Mistress of Pembrook

She had walked through the gate at Pembrook Manor, stopping only for a moment to look back at the impressive mansion in the midst of the sprawling land that you could see for miles.  Somewhere in that imposing structure was the man she was running away from.  She knew he had returned from his business …

Unexpected News

"What is all the commotion?" Isabel asked as she removed her bonnet.  She could hear excited voices in the drawing-room.  She didn't dare go in.  "Is Elsie in trouble again?"  Elsie was her youngest sister.  She was a bit of a wild one, always managing to get herself in trouble and sending their mother in …

The Truth

"What are you doing?" she asked him, agitated.   "I am going to turn the pages for you," he said.   She was sitting at the piano about to play something while her aunt and her visitors were sitting in the drawing- room having tea.  "I can manage," she told him.   "Please, Helen.  I …

The Ball

A picture of total calm, she sat there, watching the people enter the ballroom. She had the advantage of facing the entrance.  Demure in her new white dress, her black hair swept back from with several curls framing her face, she received admiring glances from the gentlemen but she was oblivious. Her eyes intermittingly taking …

The Visit

She stood at the window watching the snow fall in thick white sheets on the streets below.  It had been like this all morning.   What was it going to end?   All night she had looked forward to seeing Rupert.  When they had last seen each other which was a fortnight ago, he had …