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Rainbow Snippets is where a group of authors post links to their work featuring LGBT protagonists. Each snippet has around 6 sentences and will be drawn from either a published work or something that’s still under construction.
I had a bit of a consult last week and some of the commenters liked the idea of carrying on with my Great War story, Calon Lan, which is set in Wales and describes a male/male romance from the point of view of the sister of one of the protagonists. Last week Bethan was contemplating the war and the effect it had on her menfolk.
Bethan took Alwyn’s reply to the postbox herself. Bonneted and scarfed against the cold with Georgie swaddled tight against her side in a patterned flannel shawl, she strode out across the mucky cobbles of the yard and into the still frosty lane. Just half an hour to blow the cobwebs away before she made a start on supper. It wasn’t until she had walked the half mile to the post box that she admitted to herself that curiosity was another motive. As she checked to make sure that stamp was fixed firmly she read the short message and smiled at the simple confidence of it.
“Come.
We will be glad of you.
A”
She popped the postcard into the box and turned for home with a spring in her step.
I like all the little details in this.
Thanks Jana. When my son was little I tried the shawl thing. A very elderly lady tied it for me and it was amazingly practical, but I never got the knack of doing it for myself. I suppose that it’s a skill that will be lost now. “Women’s” skills aren’t studied the way men’s are.
The POV is a nifty idea. Nice snippet. It makes me want to know more. 🙂
I love this: “she strode out across the mucky cobbles of the yard and into the still frosty lane.” It’s just the right amount of detail to be able to picture it without over-describing it.
I love how she eventually owns up to her curiosity. Lovely, as always.
He said to come. Cheers! This makes me happy. 🙂
I love that she had to read the postcard before mailing it. And the spring in her step afterward. (I also liked her having half an hour to blow the cobwebs away before she started dinner — sounds almost like she’s rather chafing at her role.)
I want to know why she didn’t read it before. Or did she?
Love the description in this.