Rainy Day for Mitch #SampleSunday

It’s a rainy day in today’s sample from A DEAD GUY AT THE SUMMERHOUSE. The book IS available from Amazon in print and ebook, but we’re having a big launch/promotion later this month and you might just win a free copy, so you might as well wait for that.

A Rainy Day for Mitch — excerpt from

A DEAD GUY AT THE SUMMERHOUSE
by Marian Allen

A small window in the right-hand wall was open, making the air chillingly fresh. It surprised me, how cool the morning air was; in town, in the summer, it was stuffy and dusty-smelling ’round the clock.

It was “blowing up a storm,” as we said in Faelin. I looked out at the overcast landscape, whistling a sprightly little tune I’d had in my mind since yesterday afternoon.

In the woods that curved in a crescent around three sides of the grounds, the beeches showed the silver side of their leaves and rustled like rice-paper wind chimes. “The trees are showing their petticoats,” Mrs. Brandt would have said.

“What are you looking at?”

I started at the unexpected voice, but recognized it: Corrie. Without turning, in as discouraging a tone as I could manage, I said, “I’m looking out of the window.”

She giggled. “Well, I can see that.” She moved forward, so I scooted over to give her room. “But why are you looking out of the window?”

I sighed. “Just checking out the weather. Gonna storm today.” Automatically, I followed this prediction, as I did all such down-home wisdom, with the unfortunate phrase, “I am blessed with the gift of prophecy.”

“I know you are.” Corrie tucked an arm around mine. “I remember.”

“Corrie,” I said firmly. It was time to be firm. “I want you to listen.” I looked her straight in the eye and said, “I am not now, nor have I ever been, Albert Alaister. I will never be Albert Alaister. Never.”

“Oh, Mitch.” She patted my arm. “This weather’s just got you down. Come into the Hall and I’ll get you some breakfast.”

rainy day for Mitch

A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: Write about a rainy day.

MA

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I was born in Louisville, Kentucky, but now live in the woods in southern Indiana. Though I only write fiction, I love to read non-fiction. The more I learn about this world, the more fantastic I see it is.

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One thought on “Rainy Day for Mitch #SampleSunday

  1. Jane
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    October 19, 2014 at 9:42am

    Sorry. I’m going to think about a sunny day! I need one! I need it NOW!
    Er….there.

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