This week’s word for Tuesday Tales is stark. This is from a Valentine’s day story I’ve been working on- before NaNoWriMo started. The heroine and her father have arrived at the town hall for the Valentine Ball.
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At the club, her father allowed the valet to park his van. There were several people standing around outside in the cold. Mattie shook her head. It was freezing. No way was she going to hang out in the blistering weather. She waved at a few acquaintances then entered the outer reception room. Looking behind her, Mattie realized her father stopped to talk to someone so she moved to the coat check area. As she removed her coat, someone tapped her on the shoulder.
Turning to see who it was, she made eye contact, over Miller Stevenson’s shoulder, with Kevin.
“I’m glad you came, Mattie.” Miller reached out to give her a hug.
The look on Kevin’s face as he obviously took in her cleavage told Mattie it was stark madness for her to have worn the gown. Great. Now he probably thought she was trying to tempt him. To lure him.
It dawned on her that she hadn’t heard any news about his wife. She glanced around to see where the woman was. No sign of her. “It seemed to be important to Dad for me to be here so I really didn’t have a choice. You know I’d do anything for him.”
“I do know and so would we.”
Mattie wasn’t so sure about that when it came to the son although she definitely knew it was true of the father.