Weekend Writing Warriors




Greetings and thanks for taking the time to stop by my blog. It’s been a few months since I last participated, but I’m back and sharing a snippet from my soon-to-be released book, Speak Tenderly To Her

Isobel has spent her life running from the mistakes of her past, but she is ready to settle down now. Unfortunately second chances aren’t easy to come by, especially when you’ve hurt the person you love the most and Isobel did that four years ago, when she walked out on her husband Tory.

Thanks to the machinations of their pastor though, Isobel finds herself back under the same roof as Tory. The familiarity has her yearning for what used to be, but she knows there’s no way he’s going to accept the truth of her return, much less love her again. And she’s right: when Tory is confronted with all the pain and emotions he thought he’d left behind, he refuses to let go of his bitterness. But as he speaks tenderly to her at their pastor’s behest, the love he once felt for her begins to surface and fill his heart.

Now, as the two struggle with forgiving and being forgiven, they find that reconciliation is possible – but only if they look beyond what was and deal with the trouble that’s followed Isobel back into Tory’s arms.

Here’s the link to Weekend Writing Warriors, so you can visit all the participants sharing excerpts. As always, I love your comments and feedback. 

4-Speak Tenderly To Her

Tory was getting his mail out of the central mailboxes when he saw her sitting on the bench outside his apartment – Isobel.

Tory stopped walking, thinking, and even breathing. Only his heart continued to beat, hard, as Isobel raised her head and met his gaze. Her light brown eyes seemed to soak in the light around them and shine as the sun itself. Her dark brown hair was short the last time he saw her, but it had grown out, covering her shoulders and falling softly to her back. She had always been petite but she gained weight, giving her a full look that enhanced her figure to radiate sensuality.

Oh, what the hell am I thinking? he thought, giving himself a mental kick. She left him, and here he was thinking how good she looked?

16 thoughts

  1. Sometimes we can’t help ourselves…even deeply hurt part of us remembers what was good. The premise of your story is interesting…I can’t wait to see more of it.

  2. Welcome back. Nice excerpt. It feels very natural. One thing jumped out at me. Starting two sentences so close together with his name, “Tory” kind of tripped up my reading flow. It might read more smoothly if you change the second one to “He”. Just my thoughts.

    Good 8. 🙂

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