 It’s Flash Fiction time again on the Romance Writers Weekly Blog Hop! Leslie Hachtel has set the challenge: 500 words or less using the words herbs, hair and heaven. If you joined me from A.S. Fenichel, welcome! Here’s my story snippet today. The rich, loamy soil blackened her fingernails and stained her palms. Lifting a handful to her nose, she breathed in the intoxicating scent of spring before patting the dirt into place at the base of the small rosemary shrub she’d just planted. Using the back of her wrist to brush a strand of hair off her face—and unknowingly leaving a dark streak across her cheek—she sat back on her heels and surveyed her garden with satisfaction. It looked like little more than a neatly rowed square of earth right now, but in her mind’s eye she already saw the pea vines heavy with pods, the feather tops of carrots, the abundance of herbs she would preserve. The long winter had been cold and stormy. Not just the weather, but her life. “Never break up in the fall,” she muttered to herself. Not that there was ever a good time to separate from the man you thought you’d live the rest of your life with. But if Hal had left her in the spring, she would have had her garden to keep her company. Instead, she’d been forced to suffer the barren and empty season trapped indoors by frigid temperatures unrelieved by the barest hint of sunshine. Lifting her face to the sky, she let the soft breeze tease her skin and sighed. Spending the last few days in her garden hadn’t just been digging and weeding and planting. It had been the first steps in putting her life back together, in rebuilding that wreckage of her soul. It had been heaven. Short but (hopefully) sweet! I’d love to hear what you think. Then be sure to hop over to Jenna Da Sie https://jennadasie.com and see what that busy mom of two little ones has come up with!
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