Today's prompt is hill. See if you can find it.
The cane gave her a momentary pause. Was she wrong to want to keep the house? Who was she to keep the dwelling that belonged to the only surviving relative? Not only was Levi the heir, but a wounded veteran on top of it. Of course, he deserved the house. She’d no choice, but to give it up.
A sense of loss settled on her like wet, heavy blanket. Disappointed, she grabbed for Charmer’s leash before he’d show another reason he ended up at the shelter. From her slightly bent position, she observed Levi using the car and his cane to push himself upright. The struggle wasn’t only between an unwilling leg and gravity, but his pride entered into it. His grey eyes grew glacial when he noticed her watching him.
“Yeah, that’s right. I’m a cripple all right. Not so attractive anymore, am I?”
Blood colored her face an unbecoming red. Well, apparently, he noticed her flare of attraction that somehow made everything worse. Soon, she wouldn’t have the snug little house on the hill. It didn’t matter if she found him attractive or not. He may have found the idea laughable. Obviously, she didn’t fit the current idea of beauty. A couple hundred years ago, she’d have had it made when a man needed a strong woman who could work beside him and give him sons. Face it; she was born in the wrong century that made her anachronism, one stuck in the middle of the current crop of anorexia females who piled on the makeup and attitude with both hands.
Her impromptu pity party almost caused her to miss his words. The glowering man leaning against the car didn’t think any woman would find him handsome because of his leg. The thought was unbelievable. Her eyes roamed over him again affirming her initial observation. Oh my, he was very nice bum leg and all. His attitude and the fact he was taking away the only thing she’d ever had was the part that sucked.
Noticing her stare, he leaned back against the car as he adjusted his stance. “Did you get a good look? What did you see?”
The words came out on their own without her reflecting on them. “I see a handsome, rugged man. Maybe he has a bum leg, maybe he has an artificial one, but it doesn’t stop him from being attractive. The only unattractive feature is his horrible manners.”
The cane gave her a momentary pause. Was she wrong to want to keep the house? Who was she to keep the dwelling that belonged to the only surviving relative? Not only was Levi the heir, but a wounded veteran on top of it. Of course, he deserved the house. She’d no choice, but to give it up.
A sense of loss settled on her like wet, heavy blanket. Disappointed, she grabbed for Charmer’s leash before he’d show another reason he ended up at the shelter. From her slightly bent position, she observed Levi using the car and his cane to push himself upright. The struggle wasn’t only between an unwilling leg and gravity, but his pride entered into it. His grey eyes grew glacial when he noticed her watching him.
“Yeah, that’s right. I’m a cripple all right. Not so attractive anymore, am I?”
Blood colored her face an unbecoming red. Well, apparently, he noticed her flare of attraction that somehow made everything worse. Soon, she wouldn’t have the snug little house on the hill. It didn’t matter if she found him attractive or not. He may have found the idea laughable. Obviously, she didn’t fit the current idea of beauty. A couple hundred years ago, she’d have had it made when a man needed a strong woman who could work beside him and give him sons. Face it; she was born in the wrong century that made her anachronism, one stuck in the middle of the current crop of anorexia females who piled on the makeup and attitude with both hands.
Her impromptu pity party almost caused her to miss his words. The glowering man leaning against the car didn’t think any woman would find him handsome because of his leg. The thought was unbelievable. Her eyes roamed over him again affirming her initial observation. Oh my, he was very nice bum leg and all. His attitude and the fact he was taking away the only thing she’d ever had was the part that sucked.
Noticing her stare, he leaned back against the car as he adjusted his stance. “Did you get a good look? What did you see?”
The words came out on their own without her reflecting on them. “I see a handsome, rugged man. Maybe he has a bum leg, maybe he has an artificial one, but it doesn’t stop him from being attractive. The only unattractive feature is his horrible manners.”
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