Hello and welcome to the first Sunday in November! EEk!
I am sharing 8 more sentences from 'Patrick's Pendant' my anthology inclusion in Yellow Silk Dreams 'Enchanted'.
I have moved forward with this story and we are now on the following day. Katie realises that she is without her mobile phone and, thinking she may have dropped it in the panic of the night before, goes back to search for it, alone of course!
Katie pushed the undergrowth back with her boots. Bending down she picked up a large twig and began using it to poke at the fronds and pine needles on the spinney floor.
Something glistened under a small shrub and she reached forward to pick it up. It was a silver chain with a pendant attached, soiled from the damp leaves and muddied. She turned it over in her palm. There was an inscription in the centre.
Katie traced the name, rubbing away the mud with a careful finger.
A sharp gust of wind caught her neck and she turned suddenly. On the floor around her feet the leaves swirled and danced reminding her of the previous night’s events.