It’s #bookqw and Annmar is so immersed, realization comes ‘later’.
More from Chapter 14:
Annmar stared out the window for a moment, eyeing Pat. Then she opened her sketchbook to a fresh page, picked up a pencil in one hand and her toast in the other. She took a bite, and the images swirled forth again.
Pages later, Annmar put down her pencil and flexed her fingers. She thumbed back through her sketchbook, scanning her drawings. The woman, her tree, her peaches, close-ups of her face, her slender fingers holding a peach, the inside of a cut peach, the blossoms lining her branches in May.
With her colored pencils, she could touch in the bit of pink at each flower’s center, although perhaps her watercolors would give a better sense of the faint tinge of the color… Hold on.
Annmar darted a look from the tree outside to the last page. She’d drawn the tree’s flowers? In autumn? Oh, my. Propping her head on one hand, she stared at the page. This wasn’t her imagination, just like last night wasn’t a nightmare. She had seen the flowers. And a girl, the tree nymph in her youth, graced the spring sketches. Annmar had seen everything, in very clear detail, as if the images were before her, moving even.
“Very nice, duck.”
Annmar lifted her head. Beside her, Mrs. Betsy wiped her hands on a towel. “These blooms look quite real, about to flutter in the wind.”
“It was a windy day,” Annmar murmured, and then realized what she’d said. “Um, as I imagined it.” She cleared her throat. “Do you think Mistress Gere will be happy with them?”
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The Unraveling ebook is a free download at this time. Please note it ends on a mild cliffhanger and is the first of a serialized novel in The Luminated Threads trilogy.
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