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A Wish in the Wind
Eight-year-old Eliza Mae Whitaker was a pioneer girl—and a tired one. Her feet ached. Her hands were dirty, and her stomach rumbled more often than not. Dust clung to every inch of her, and she could feel the sweat trickling down her back under the unrelenting sun.
A Victorian Christmas Eve
His mother was coming in with a large plate of gingerbread men. All thoughts of holding Margaret left Robbie. He met his mother by the table with the decorations. His mouth watered as the aroma of the warm spices filled the air. His older brother and sister were close at their mother’s heels, eyes never leaving the plate.
A Scalding Cup of Tea, Part 1 (of 2)
As Mary looked out the gleaming glass into the courtyard, she shivered. Thick fog shifted and swirled between the walls of the large stone house.
🐦⬛The Night The Circus Came to Town
The woman reached the crossroads. A wooden post with fading white paint stood in the middle; four different town names were written crudely on each side. Her fathomless eyes took in her surroundings.
Scene From An Oak
Mayflower, the guardian of the oak, smoothed her frilly lavender-colored skirt, the fabric rustling softly, and squared her tiny shoulders. The lilac shirt she wore shimmered in a ray of morning light, and the mayflowers on her head quivered as she held back a little laugh, the blossoms bobbing.
🐦⬛Haunted Reflections
Johnathon stood at the end, looking out the floor-to-ceiling windows. Cold seeped through the 100-year old panes of glass. He pulled his gray cardigan closer around his broad frame and gazed out at the English hills bathed in an unforgiving light from the full moon.