He had that look in his eyes. She knew the look well. He smiled making wrinkles at the edges of his light brown eyes and around his mouth. Those were always her favorite features of his face. He took a deep breath and knelt to the ground on one knee. He looked up at her.
She had always imagined this moment. It was perfect. Her breath caught as she looked down at the man she loved with all her heart. He extended his slightly shaky hand. There was a small black velvet box sitting in his palm. A ring sat tucked in its soft fabric. The perfectly cut stone centered on the ring sparkled off the lights of the nearby Christmas tree.
He remembered. It was the ring she had once told him she had always wanted. It was beautiful. There was a large diamond in the center with smaller diamonds on each side set into the band of the ring. The sparkly clear diamonds accented the white gold flawlessly.
“Lucy, I love you. Will you marry me?”
Her eyes moved from the ring to the eyes she knew so well. “I…I…I can’t,” she whispered. She looked up from those disappointed eyes to catch the warm tears before they spilled over. A quiet sob rumbled in her throat.
Lucy’s eyes flashed open. Her breathing came in hammered gasps as she lay in her small bed. She reached up to feel the all too real tears that ran down her face. Not again, she thought.
This is the preface to the story I am writing. I would really love it to be book length by the end, but who knows what will happen. I am about 50 pages in so far. I have had a lot of boy drama over the last year and i am finally turning it into inspiring me to write again. I started this story when I lived in Maine 6 1/2 years ago. I put it down for about 4 years. But I have been slowly making progress over the last 2 years. I hope the beginning catches your attention at least a little. :) maybe it will end up being a good little book. (not that i will every publish it or anything, lol)
Yup... I knew that you were going to make me rich someday :)
ReplyDeleteUm, see you better publish this because I am fully counting on seeing my name in the acknowledgments. Something like, "Thanks for kicking my butt when I needed it" or, you know, something along those lines.
ReplyDeleteYay! And why not publish?? I am so impressed that you have already written 50 pages. I wish I could write a book. I've certainly read enough. Ha.
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