It was the summer of 2004, a steamy June Nantucket day bustling with beach bags and ice cream dripping down little hands. I vividly remember every detail of her, a moment first etched into my eyes but then sliding into some part of my soul. Tucked under a tilted umbrella and sunk comfortably into my slingback chair, I glanced up from my beach-weathered paperback (from Seagull's Used Books around the corner) as she walked by in her tan bare feet. Despite her age, perhaps 75 I pondered, she carried herself with ease, grace, and confidence. A smirk sat on her lips like someone with a juicy bit of gossip she was about to spill over afternoon cocktails.
I'm waiting for your first novel but, until then, I'll love each one of these lovely stories and the way you draw us in and make us a part of the story!
Another fabulous story,if only we all could step out of our comfort zone,think of how interesting life can be when we take a chance.
I'm waiting for your first novel but, until then, I'll love each one of these lovely stories and the way you draw us in and make us a part of the story!
A great lesson about life!