
Welcome to this week’s Tuesday Tales. This is picture prompt week. Here’s the picture I chose:

Brick walls usually symbolize a dead end. In Callie’s case, it will be a beginning, one she never expected. I’ve just returned from a wonderful vacation out west where I visited Jasper, Lake Louise, Banff, and Calgary, adding a little business to my pleasure as I checked out the area that will feature predominantly in this book. Now, I’ll continue with Forever in my Heart.
Sofa cushion soaked in useless tears, Callie sat up. Whatever had caused the body aches was no doubt responsible for these blues, too, and since it was almost her time of the month … From experience, she knew that the only way to cure the melancholy was either a good, long run or a pint of ice cream. Considering her aching body, she headed for the freezer and opened it.
“Rats,” she groaned the word.
There was none of her favorite salted caramel, no chocolate mint chip, not even any French vanilla. The only frozen treat—if you could even call it that—was a small container of the black cherry frozen yogurt she’d bought by accident, thinking it was ice cream. How could she have a pity party without decent ice cream?
Opening the lid, she stared at the antacid pink interior of the yogurt container, noting the ice crystals that had formed along the sides and top. Her stomach revolted.
“Yuck! I should’ve tossed it away the day I bought it. I may be having a rough day, but I’m not ready to make myself sick over it. I might as well smack my head against a brick wall, hoping it’ll make the headache go away.”
She’d just placed the container in the sink to melt when her phone rang. Hoping it wasn’t Brett again, and not certain she was ready to talk to Becca yet, she let it go.
Too curious for her own good, she checked the message.
“Miss Hayworth, this is Calvin Ross, an attorney from Timberton. It’s imperative that I speak to you as soon as possible. I’m afraid your sister was involved in a fatal accident…”
Whatever else he said was lost as a void as profound as the universe sucked Callie down.
That’s it. Stay safe and don’t forget to check out the other Tuesday Tales
OMG! Such a shocking and sad scene!! Nice quiet lead up to the punch-in-the-gut line.
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Thanks, Jean. Sometimes it takes a punch in the gut to set you on the right path.
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Wow, what a powerful scene. Daily life, daily life, and WHAM– our life changes forever. Well done.
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Omg! What an awful way to learn of her sister’s death. And I love black cherry. I would take that off her hands.
Great job!
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Thanks, Flossie.
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Oh NO!! What a devastating phone call. It makes her ice cream woes seem insignificant now.
Great, powerful scene!
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