Ella brewed the tea, while fitfully searching for her tea strainer. The grey day fit her mood. Her hand stirred the sugar cube in the delicate cup unceasingly, as she stared beyond the dingy kitchen window with its creamy lace curtain that was once white. She dreamt of sunnier days, of Niagara vineyards laden with fruit, of peach trees, and deep red barns that punctuated the green landscape.
And as she stirred, scraping the china with her silver spoon, his hand covered hers, willing her to stop. Maxx was here. She took a deep breath and turned to face him.
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i’m going with she needs to face Maxx, but dreads doing so. So much so that she hoped he would not show – but he did and it’s time to face the music.
Bingo! You definitely got it Gary. Thank you!
May be her mood will be elevated now that Maxx has arrived.
Thanks for your thoughts Abhijit. Let’s see if that is the case.
Sounds like she has way too much on her mind. Not so sure Maxx’s arrival bodes well.
You’re right about that Dale. Thanks for reading!
A penny for her thoughts…
She seems to be having quite a few Ms. Jadeli. Thanks for reading!
Yes, she does. You are very welcome 🙂
You set rather tense mood here that grew with each sentence. By the time Maxx entered the scene, I already knew she didn’t really want to see him. Makes me want to know the backstory.
Thanks for feeling it. Maybe the backstory will reveal itself in future posts. Appreciate your comments.
Dear Shelley,
It sounds like teatime is about to get better now that Maxx has arrived. Nicely done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thanks Rochelle! Appreciate your thoughts. Is it going to get better though? Hmmmm…you never know. 😊
Sugar lumps, silver spoons – a very elegand teatime.
It is elegant sounding isn’t it. Thanks Liz! I’ll read yours tonight.
Sounds like an enjoyable teatime for all 🙂
Or is it…? Thanks for reading Ian!
Ouuuu, I likes that one! Great story! ~ Shalom, Bear
Thanks Bear! Appreciate you reading. I’ll read yours later tonight.
Through your words her sense of longing and sadness is palpable. At least she still has Maxx. Beautiful.
Here’s my story.
Thanks Keith. Appreciate your thoughts. Never know though, maybe her anxiety come from Maxx being there?!?