Yes... much coffee has been ingested... I'm trying a new schedule that has me up at 4:30am....
So welcome back for the newest episode of Teaser Tuesday!!! Woo woo!!! Now... I usually start thinking about what I want to post for Tuesday's way back on Saturday. Nothing really stood out to me as the days went by. Until this morning when I woke up.
I set aside my paranormal romance this past week and started re-working a historical romance that I began writing two years ago. I don't have much more than an idea and an opening .... but that's what I decided to share with you today!
It's short... and as always... unedited. Happy Tuesday everyone!
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His jaw clenched as he watched them lower the body into the grave. The smell of fresh earth greeted his nose and he ignored the icy breeze that breathed across his legs. With a deep frown he searched the early morning skies to the west. The little girl next to him sobbed as she clutched the skirts of the grey haired matron. The priest continued to pray in hushed tones.
“Take her inside,” he ordered gruffly. No one dared to reprimand or disagree with him. He was the Laird here. The matron nodded as she scooped the little girl into her arms and hurried away from the gravesite. The sobs faded after them.
The men around him shifted in unison with the Priest’s closing. They waited for his orders. He nodded so that the gravers could move forward and fill the grave with dirt.
“Prepare to ride.” His words vibrated in anger against the nearby hills. The men moved to obey and he was left alone with the gravers. The Priest dared not approach him. None of them did. And he was glad for it.