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This week’s prompt inspired me to share an excerpt (slightly tweaked to fit) from my semi-finished novel WHAT THE HEART WANTS that’s under the scrutiny of a few of my beta readers. Asher and his friend Ilya have left Eastern Europe for the USA. After living in New York’s Lower East Side, they decide to travel west by covered wagon. After surviving a blizzard in Missouri they’ve been taken in by homesteaders.
Genre: Historical Fiction (circa 1887)
Word Count: 100
With a sidelong glance at Asher, Ruth smiled at Ilya. “I’ll make you some medicine tea for your head cold. Asher, will you slice the potatoes?”
She chopped a chunk of meat and said, “Thank you, Brother Deer for providing us with sustenance.”
In fringed moccasins, she moved about the room with balletic grace. Her yellow calico dress, trimmed with blue beads, complimented her lithe figure and bronze complexion. Her sleek braids, bound with leather ties, hung well below her slender waist.
Ilya’s explosive sneeze startled Asher. His cheeks flamed with the realization he had not touched a single potato.
- I hope you’ll CLICK HERE and read the story I wrote for another blog challenge for Writers Unite! It’s a monthly blog challenge and quite a bit longer than the usual flash fictions. (But shorter than my novels 😉 )