BEANERY ONLINE LITERARY MAGAZINE
DAVID Part 10 of a 10 Part Romance Story
Jane
This is Part 10 of a ten-part romance story, David. Each Wednesday evening a part of the story is being posted. Writer Jane is a long-distance member of the Beanery Writers Group, participating via the Beanery Online Literary Magazine. To start at the beginning of this story click on: DAVID Part 1 of a 10 Part Romance Story
The days flew by for us, and I have to admit it was much better spending my time with David than it was at work. Most of the time I stayed the night at my “suite” at his home, rather than the long drive home. Who am I kidding! It wasn’t the drive home that kept me there.
With “The Event of the Century” under control, and with me confident that our guests would be well taken care of there was a little more time to relax and just enjoy the approaching winter. There was also the Thanksgiving feast to prepare for. David’s mother would be coming up from Texas to prepare the meal. This was her tradition and I didn’t mind one bit not having that to contend with.
Every morning we would take his two dogs out running, and usually go to the stables down the hill at the back of the house. He kept a black stallion named Satan in there, and we would let Satan out to walk, and later run. Sometimes David rode him. I would watch and my breath would catch in my throat. What a beautiful site it was.
As Thanksgiving neared, his family began to arrive and the house became full of sounds. The kitchen more often than not was the meeting place in their morning, and everyone would discuss (more…)
A Cry For Goodness
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BEANERY ONLINE LITERARY MAGAZINE
A CRY FOR GOODNESS
Jane Lipsius Driver
If I could bend to Love,
Though now uncertain of my fate,
Eternally cursing my freedom,
Would you afterward not veil me in dishonor?
To stand in the brightness
And give evidence of your loving
This veil keeps beyond my reach
A reverence bestowed upon another.
My soul stands l (more…)