For the barest of moments silence ruled as completely as if the house itself held its breath in anticipation.
The housekeeper had once been a tall, full-masted sailing ship of a big woman. Born of the large-boned peasant stock produced by generations of hard labor; she now stood stoop-shouldered and withered, heavily beset with a myriad frailties of old age. Her faded blue eyes were brightly lit with courage, and her bearing spoke of all the will in the world; but still her hands trembled with the weight of the Weatherby Express she held braced against her shoulder and trained on the etched glass panels of the French doors.
Bellina moved quickly to take the gun—but not quickly enough. Glistening shards of glass imploded into the room, driven before the body of a horrifying beast as he crashed through the doors with a raging force that shattered both lock and hinges.
Shadows In A Timeless Myth Excerpt
Teresa Thomas Bohannon
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It is not wealth one asks for, but just enough to preserve one’s dignity, to work unhampered, to be generous, frank and independent. W. Somerset Maugham (1874-1965) Of Human Bondage, 1915
Sounds like it was a good thing she didn't get the gun in time from the housekeeper! Great description of her too, BTW!
ReplyDeleteNice description, Teresa. And what a cliff hanger!
ReplyDeleteWow! What an intense scene. Great description!
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