Sunday Snippet #6

Where she makes a startling discovery…

If you have not read the previous Sunday Snippets, I recommend doing so first.

Where something unexpected happens…
Where things get bad…
Where things go from bad to worse…
Where all hope is lost…
Where someone comes to her aid…

 
Previously on Sunday Snippets:
Delaney, about to become the victim of more violence at the hands of her abductor, is rescued by a mysterious man in a black greatcoat.  Forgoing pursuit of her attacker, her rescuer returns to her side to render aid.

*****

Ignoring him, Delaney scrambled to sit up, scooting backwards, one hand clutching the torn edges of her bodice together.
“Easy,” he said softly, removing his greatcoat and draping it gently over her shoulders, pulling the lapels close around her to preserve what little modesty she had left.  “I mean you no harm,” his voice was familiar, but in her addled state she could not place it and, silhouetted as he was against the alley’s entrance, she could not make out his features.
Her breaths came painfully, quick and shallow, and she caught a whiff of something subtle in the heavy material of his greatcoat, something soothing and she felt herself calming.
“Take a moment to collect yourself,” he stood and turned away from her, his hands flexing at his side.
He was tall and imposing, the blue brocade of his waistcoat and the gleam of his black leather boots a stark contrast against the dinginess of the alley.
She started, hitting her already sore head against the alley wall, and her eyes widened.  The impossibly shiny boots, the soothing scent, the familiar voice – suddenly Delaney knew with certainty who her rescuer was.

*****

And I’m back!  For those who didn’t see me last week on Facebook and Twitter, I just returned from a fabulous five-day girls trip to Lake Sutherland in Washington state.  A grand time was had by all and I demonstrated my grace and agility by falling…several times…in public places…

So now I’m back and trying to write while standing up since a bruised tailbone does not lend itself to sitting too well.

Besides the sitting part, this was one of the harder sections to write.  The tension and action is over and now is the time for discovery.  The slower pace and deliberate actions and reactions of both Delaney and her rescuer are clear as day in my mind, but putting that care and tenderness into words is difficult.  Not only that, fitting it all into only eight sentences is also very difficult.

Needless to say, there is much more going on here than can fit into the weekly eight and the finished product leaves room for fewer questions.  Just remember what I said previously: this is the Reader’s Digest version!

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