~The Upstairs Window~
1812: It seemed so long that she had dreamed of his return. Daily she watched for him, but all she saw was people who looked so strange. Occasionally they shouted and pointed up at her until she hid.
If he didn’t come back, she would jump.
2012: It seemed he had dreamed of her so long. Now he was looking for his first house. And when he looked at the upstairs window, there she was looking down at him. He turned to the Realtor. Someone was up there! A beautiful woman. Had she seen?
Oh, there’s a legend that the place is haunted, she said. A woman named Georgiana had supposedly waited in vain for her true love to come home and then threw herself out the window. Silliness, of course. What did he think—was he home?
“Home,” he whispered, looking up.
“Home,” Georgiana gasped, tears in her eyes.
"Of all the ways to lose a person, death is the kindest." ~Ralph Waldo Emerson
So good! I would love to read your book, Tammy. It seems as if there is something pretty haunting about the photo, doesn't it?
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Your blurb brought to my mind the old movie "Somewhere in Time" with Christopher Reeve and Jane Seymour. I never pass up a good romance. :)
ReplyDeleteTammy--The last two lines would suck me right in. I'd have to buy the book to find out if it ended up being a romznce or a horror story.
ReplyDeleteOh yes, Tammy, this is a must-buy blurb. Very, very well done.
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