CHAPTER 7A Chapter by BarbSet in 1799: Savannah, GeorgiaLara took a
quick glance around and before she could prevent it, tears formed in her eyes.
Her legs gave way as memory after memory assaulted her like physical blows. She
slid down against the door; her gaze blurred by tears, and scanned the dresses
on display. It was here she felt most at home, as had her parents. Here, a common
bond connected them. Here was where they spent most of their days and a
majority of their evening, going over the books, ordering new dresses,
talking, and playing. She blinked as a
dim, ghostly image of her father appeared before her eyes. “Father?” She watched as
the image tiptoed around the dress racks, peering between the large skirts. Come out, come out, wherever you are, the ethereal
image sang softly. Lara smiled
wistfully. He never could find her when they played hide-and-seek. Where’s my little girl hiding now, the ghostly
apparition continued, pulling aside a dress quickly with a shout of I found you! But he hadn’t found her. “You never did
find me, did you?” Lara whispered, as the image began to fade. “Even as tall as
I was and as small as the store is, you never did find me. Did you cheat, I
wonder? All to please a little girl?” Lara, come here, dear. “Mother?” Lara
cried softly. I’d like you to meet someone. “Oh mother,”
Lara whispered, “you were always trying to find a Mr. Right, weren’t you? Even
when you knew that it was hopeless.” Lara, this is Mr. William Kimbal. Lara couldn’t
see either herself or William, but she remembered that day well enough to know
what had transpired. William Kimbal was new to their small community, and
single. Obviously, her mother had seen an opportunity, and jumped on it; but
when Lara came out from the office at her mother’s bidding; William had taken
one look, up, at her, and excused himself. I’m sorry, Sweetheart, her mother had
consoled her. “It’s okay,
Mother. Truly,” Lara said aloud in remembrance. “But I wish I could make you
understand that I’m happy just as I am. And will remain so, whether I marry or
not.” I know, dearest, her mother
sighed, and one of these days I’ll stop
trying, but you must promise me that you won’t let the rejection of men cause
you to feel less than you are, an amazing, brilliant, and exceedingly beautiful
goddess. “If I ever feel
anything less, all I need to do is look at my mother and know that I am
everything that you say I am, for I am an exact likeness of you, and you found
father.” You are such a sweet, giving child, and though
you don’t need a man to complete your life, one day you’ll find a man who does, as I did with your father. Lara watched as
the image faded and then wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, “I may never
find my perfect match, but I am going
to have to find a husband or be forced to lose our home. What am I going to
do?” She drew in a
deep, unsteady breath and slid up the door. She shook her head to clear the
final vestiges of despair, and then bent to retrieve her newspaper. With steps
of dejection, she made her way toward the back of the store to the office,
settling in behind her large oak desk. She had no desire to do more than lie
her head upon the desk and cry forever, but she would not dishonor her parents
by behaving childishly in a moment of crisis. With a long,
drawn-out sigh, she opened the newspaper and started reading the story of
General Washington’s demise; however, before she completed the first paragraph,
a thought entered her weary mind and she began to flip rapidly through the
pages of the paper, ignoring the fashion section that she always scanned with
interest, in lieu of another potential section of interest. Suddenly, she felt
a small hope replace the weariness. © 2018 BarbAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on August 19, 2018 Last Updated on August 20, 2018 Tags: Romance, Romantic Thriller, Thriller, Historical Romance, British nobility AuthorBarbORAboutI'm an author of different genres: Romance, Romantic Suspense, Suspense, Crime Thriller, and Juvenile. All work can be found on my website @ www.LiteraryAdventures.net. Books listed on this site do no.. more..Writing
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