Teaser Tuesday

Thought I’d bring an oldie but goody back. Also, y’all will find it hilarious that I spent a good hour earlier this evening, or “yesterday” trying on different themes for this website. None of them satisfied me and so I gave in and brought the old one back. Good news? I fixed a few widgets and updated them. lol Better luck next time. 

Tonight, I have a teaser for you from a short story I’m dressing up for a good friend of mine. Enjoy!

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The little girl who named me sat on her stool and pressed her hand to the wall, where my hand pushed through. Our fingertips brushed together. A smile crossed her too solemn face.

“Una? Why don’t you come out of the wall and meet my mommy and daddy? I tried telling them about you again and they told me to start playing a different game. Why won’t you meet them?”

Pain pricked my solid heart. Ever since the day she started speaking to me it beats more steadily again. “I cannot fade away. The walls are my home.”

Confusion and frustration crossed her miniature features, a smaller prettier version of her mother. “But Una, how will we ever really go to England together if you can’t ever leave home?”

“I cannot fade away.” I didn’t know how to be solid like the others. Every time I had tried whatever tied me to the walls closed a tighter grip round me instead.

“No!” She pushed away from the wall, stamped her foot. She was angry with me. I couldn’t blame her. “Una you just haven’t tried hard enough! Why won’t you try?!”

Before I could open my mouth to answer, her mother entered the room with fear and hatred in her eyes. “Adele, darling, who are you talking to?”

“I’m talking to Una, mother! Can’t you see her? I want her to come out of the wall and move with us but she won’t try like she promised!”

Mother froze and refused to look my way. I always wondered what would happen if Adele’s mother actually tried to look. She snatched her daughter by the arm. “Come downstairs, darling. You’ve spent enough time cooped up indoors.”

“No! Not without Una!”

“Do not argue with me this time Adele! We’re leaving now!”

“No! No! Una! Una!” She cried and her hand reached out for me screamed, “UNA!”

About jennifersilverwood (432 Articles)
Jennifer Silverwood was raised deep in the heart of Texas and has been spinning yarns a mile high since childhood. In her spare time she reads and writes and tries to sustain her wanderlust, whether it's the Carpathian Mountains in Transylvania, the highlands of Ecuador or a road trip to the next town. After attending three different universities without managing to square a degree, she decided to the next logical thing; become a writer. Always on the lookout for her next adventure, in print or reality, she dreams of one day proving to the masses that everything really is better in Texas. She is the author of the Heaven's Edge series, Stay and Silver Hollow. To stay tuned, please have a gander at her website: http://jennifersilverwood.com

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