Tuesday Tales: Blue Winter

Tuesday Tales is a weekly blog featuring diverse authors who post excerpts from their works in progress based on word and picture prompts. We’re a dedicated group that enjoys reading as much as you do. Today’s inspiration is the blue winter scene above. My snippet is from a light paranormal set in the 1950s. The heroine works hard to make a living in her restaurant and raise her little daughter while awaiting the return of her husband from the Korean War. Please visit the other talented authors at Tuesday Tales.

The train sped up the coastline, slowing down for whistle stops and pausing altogether in larger towns to take on or exchange passengers. Laura stayed in her compartment most of the time, thankful Meg had encouraged her to pay the extra instead of settling for coach. Otherwise she wouldn’t have thought of it.

 “Riding a thousand miles on a train is no picnic, especially with what’s waiting for you on the other end. Your friends that chipped in money for your trip want you to rest on the way up. You need that in your state of mind.”

Thinking about how kind people had been brought tears. She had never been one to ask for help, and certainly Jeff was even more independent minded than she. Lord knows she had done enough “asking” in her unsuccessful attempts to renew the bank loan. When the folks of Lake Belle contributed the cash to see her to Wilmington, at Meg’s intervention she was sure, it didn’t set right. Then she thought of Jeff, and how she prayed to find him among the wounded at the VA Hospital, and her hesitation disappeared.

At the brisk knock, she quickly dabbed away the remaining moisture from her eyes. “Yes?”

The porter stood there, his posture as erect as his well starched uniform. “Ma’am, in the event you didn’t hear my announcement–I know you have some troubles on your mind–supper is being served. Won’t you come along to the dining car for some nourishment?”

She most definitely must be wearing her heart on her sleeve. Everyone was being so thoughtful. “Certainly, and thank you so much.” 

The train slowed a bit passing through a small hamlet. As she stood and straightened her skirt, securing her handbag under her arm, a window display caught her eye. It depicted a snowy scene with lights that shone a beautiful true blue, just like Gwennie’s tree in the restaurant. It felt like a sign. Her heart fluttered with hope to find Jeff and bring him home in time to enjoy it. 

I hope you liked my offering for the lovely blue winter scene above. Thanks a bunch for stopping by. Return to Tuesday Tales.

Cheers & Happy Reading!

Flossie Benton Rogers, Conjuring the Magic in Romance


10 thoughts on “Tuesday Tales: Blue Winter

  1. Tricia

    I am so hoping that he’s on the other end of this trip. What amazing detail of her feelings and the scenery around her. Great job!


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