Skipping a few paragraphs in Hedge House, a paranormal/urban fantasy. A customer has come into the shop and Cara is browsing while Tamira helps her.
She moved on the jewelry display as Tamira finished up with the customer. Engrossed, she vaguely heard the door chimes as the woman left.
Tamira was suddenly at her elbow, her voice holding a slight challenge.
Cara shook her head. “Nothing here is my taste,” she replied. “I can appreciate the beauty of the pieces, but I can’t imagine wearing any of them. I do need to get a chain for this, though.” She pulled the Herkimer pendant from her pocket, holding it in her closed fist for a moment before slowly opening her hand to show Tamira.
“I think I have just exactly what you need.” She smiled and motioned for Cara to follow her to the back room.
Cara followed and paused in the doorway. She wasn’t sure what she had expected – maybe a desk and office chair and computer for bookkeeping creating an oasis in a sea of boxes and unsorted stock – but that wasn’t what she saw. There was a desk and office chair and computer, but the walls of half the room were taken up with counters and lined with shelves that held bottles of various shapes and sizes along with baskets and bags. The counters were host to several mortars and pestles and a large number of small slow cookers.
“You can come in,” Tamira said, looking up from a drawer she was searching through.
Cara shrugged but said nothing. She felt unwelcome in the shop and really just wanted to go outside and maybe walk along the main street and look at the shops until Jacob came back.
She had a sudden urge to break down and cry but she wouldn’t do it here, not in front of this woman.
When Cara Hawthorne returns to the childhood home she had been torn away from twenty years earlier, she thinks it will be to do nothing more than settle her grandmother’s estate and return to her job as a junior lawyer at a prestigious law firm in Tulsa.
But every nook and cranny of the house and gardens unearths long-buried memories, and when the town’s mayor sets his sights on her and the property she finds herself caught up in a centuries old battle with powers she has only barely begun to understand
6 responses to “Sunday Snippet, December 30, 2018”
Interesting vibe going on between her and Tamira, makes me very curious what’s behind it all. I’m enjoying this story – great snippet, very atmospheric.
Yes – interesting. Why does she feel so uncomfortable?
I curious to know why she’s uncomfortable too. Intrigued!
Her urge to cry struck me as so indicative of her real mood — and also as so sad.
Ok, I’m intrigued. Why does she feel so uncomfortable? Great snippet!
Oh wow, yeah, I want to know why she’s so twitchy. Great snippet, P.T. :)