Picture courtesy of Bjorn Rudberg
I have been hit and miss here lately – we have been in the thick of home remodeling again which has taken most weekends and some evenings. Almost done. In addition to working full-time, I’ve become an unpaid intern in the publishing world, reading manuscripts and providing my comments. It is a fun way to be engaged with the industry and may lead me in new directions as I contemplate what I want to do with the rest of my life. Consequently, I have been a sometimes writer and a very poor reader, but I still love this challenge and am with you all in spirit each week.
Word count: 100
Play it again, Sam
The dulcet sounds of the lute teased her ears. Surely she was mistaken – no one played the lute these days.
Following the tune to the alley, Marie saw him. An older man, he played a song her lover composed for her last century. Her mind raced as she tried to place him. Was he like her, a traveler?
Marie leaned toward him as the final note hung in the air, haunting, bewitching, beguiling. In response, he raised his gaze to meet her.
The eyes have often been called the window to the soul. In this singular moment, all was known.
© Erin Leary
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Nice, he’s back. Well done in just a few words.
I like the way that the familiarity builds into recognition. Nicely done!
I LOVE this story – particularly the final two paragraphs! Hope you’re having fun with the internship, and that it leads you to where you need to be. 🙂
Congratulations on the remodeling and the new job! May they both lead to wonderful things. As for the story, I like the foreshadowing in your title and the way you slipped in the ending. Hope to see/read you again soon.
janet
Lovely mystical mysterious story 🙂
What a beautiful story, stumbling on a lost memory.
Dear Erin,
This feels very much like something from The Highlander. Of course it’s my hope that no one loses their head. 😉 Nicely done. Kudos on the new job description.
Shalom,
Rochelle
A mystical quality to this story of love across the ages.
Lovely story about a woman whose memories are rekindled by an old love returning to play a song he had composed for her years before. Well-written and with feeling. 🙂
Dear Erin, I think you would make a great editor and writer too! I love your story, it is so poignant and she knew it was him (I think). Great! Nan 🙂
Dear Erin
I wish you well with your unpaid job – you will be brilliant, I haven’t forgotten how kind you were to me when I needed a prod in the right direction.
I love this story, especially the ending, so well written.
Dee