Historical

JACK OF DIAMONDS
(Chap1-pt3 THE ROAD TO MANDALAY) iii The lane was a single rutted track of unpaved road after two weeks of heavy rain. The sun was up, but it was still early enough to remind Artie of just how much he'd rather be curled up in the arms of a beautiful woman who wanted nothing more than to enjoy the day with him. The low rolling hills steamed in the morning sun all the same, a light mist seeming to catch on the trees and hedgerows, the distant farms looking like a smudge in a Turner painting.
By ben woestenburg5 years ago in Fiction
JACK OF DIAMONDS
(Chap 1--pt2: The Road To Mandalay...) ii Artie followed Reggie and Claire through the kitchen door, carrying an oversized crate of beets. For a moment, he thought he may have taken too much at once, and then shook his head as if in response to a silent conversation he was having with himself.
By ben woestenburg5 years ago in Fiction
JACK OF DIAMONDS
(CHAPTER 1 part 1)--THE ROAD TO MANDALAY.... Artie could see that the grounds of Mandalay Manor were kept neat, and trim. The brushes growing along the base of the foundation were all cut back from the windows--which should make for easier climbing, he reminded himself--but still, he was amazed at how the ivy always somehow managed to cling to the walls by leeching onto the masonry. He imagined the flowers lining the hedges blossomed in vivid colours of green, red, gold and purple--but they were gone now, he conceded, their season long over. The paving stones lining the circular drive were still slick with dew, the horse's flanks steaming in the morning light as Reggie slowed the cart to a regular walk.
By ben woestenburg5 years ago in Fiction