Hiya, Welcome back to PEP! As I’m writing this, I’m watching Flea Market Flip, one of my favorite shows. If I could find some Flea Markets in my area, I would love to go to them. I love garage saling, art/craft shows, they’re so fun. Anything you find there, isn’t likely to be like anything else you find in a big box store. Even the garage sales, you can find things there that haven’t been in stores in years for way less than original price. I’m developing my style for interior design. I’m thinking it’s bohemian/gothic/wiccan/steampunk/eastern/native kind of style. I know that’s quite the blend but that’s me, completely unique.
This week’s question: What is your favorite place?
My answer: This could go several different ways. It could be what is your favorite place to visit, to relax, to escape reality for a little while. I’m going to answer what is your favorite place to escape reality for a little while. Anywhere outside, such as parks, hiking trails, etc. Just somewhere away from people, technology and the like. A place to remember what’s important, take a breath and relax.
What’s your answer?
This week’s baking and cooking: Nothing happened this week, unfortunately. Due to it being summer and a busy time for me, baking may not happen for a while. I’ll still work on no-bake deserts, those are necessary for my future plans as well, when I’m home. It is a little hot for baking in a home kitchen.
This week’s writing:
Ash watched him walk out the door for the last time. She wanted to say, ‘Don’t leave me,’ but she couldn’t do it, not again. She was so tired of begging people to love her. She couldn’t take it anymore. She vowed then and there not to bother with anymore relationships. She was exhausted. No matter what she did, boyfriends left, friends left, her parents had left years before and even her brother and sister didn’t bother contacting her anymore. From now on, she would be a loner.
Brayden frowned, watching the young auburn-haired woman sit down at her usual table with her usual order of tea. She was here every day, nearly all day, but was always alone. She came early in the morning, ordered a tea and muffin. She set up at her usual booth that was in a corner, facing a window but where no one could walk up on her. She spent the day working her computer, or opening books, clearly doing research of some kind. She would order lunch before leaving just before dinner time. He had no idea what she was doing all day. She was here six days a week, Sundays were the only day she wasn’t here. She seemed to wear a cloak of loneliness as a shield, buffering anyone from getting too close.
He wondered how he could get her to open up, he was worried about her and he didn’t even know her.
She glanced over as another cup of tea appeared. She lifted her head to talk to the waitress but she was gone. She hadn’t ordered this but it didn’t appear she was being charged for it so she ignored it.
Each day, just as her tea grew cold, another cup would appear.
Finally, after a week, she asked the waitress, Heather, when she ordered lunch, “Who’s buying the extra teas?”
She pointed out the brunet at the front counter that Ash always ordered her first cup of tea and muffin from first thing in the morning.
“It can’t be cheap.”
Heather shrugged, “He insists.”
“Why? He doesn’t even know me.”
“Perhaps he wants to get to know you.”
Ash shook her head, “He doesn’t need to waste his time. Can you let him know?”
Heather shrugged once more, “I can pass the message but Brayden can be stubborn.”
He intrigued her but she shook her head. No, absolutely not. She refused to open her heart again. It was barely held together with duct tape, barbwire and tears now. One more tap and it’ll shatter.
© Paula Crofoot
Writing Prompt: The “Chosen One” they kept calling her. The one that would save them all. Just too bad that she had already sided with the villain.
My Book of the Week: Back to Vision in White, Book one in the Bride Quartet by Nora Roberts. It was actually better than I hoped. I was afraid it was going to be too much romance. It is quite a bit, but I actually really enjoyed it. It helped that I really connected to the back-story of Mac, the main female character in the book one. This quartet will be an exception, I believe, to my usual no romance genre books. I finished it in the usual day that I read her books in, with as busy as I am.
The next book of the week is the second book, Bed of Roses. I’ll let you know what I think of that one next week.
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