Welcome to this week’s Tuesday Tales, where you can read excerpts from a few gifted authors’ works in progress. We are back to a word prompt and 400-word scenes. Our word this week is MINT. I’m continuing with Pumpkin Spice.
“If Hester’s been in Cole Cottage all this time, why didn’t she reveal the treasure’s location to one of the many family members who’ve lived there over the years?”
Hattie shook her head. “She can’t, not because of anything Hedley did or said, but because of an oath she swore to her husband, to safeguard her secrets and the treasure until he came for her. This year, the planets are aligned the way they were back then for the first time in more than two hundred years. The last time it happened, none of the offspring from either side could get here, but this time, they’re all present. Unfortunately, Hester can’t or won’t tell me who’s who. She is determined not to break her oath. If her descendants find it, then she’ll be reunited with Hezekiah and be able to move on with him to be reborn in time, and the family will never have a financial problem ever again.”
“And if his descendants find it first?”
“They’ll lay claim to the treasure, including Cole Cottage. Hester will have failed Hezekiah and her family. A cruel vindictive spirit is capable of great evil.”
He frowned. “Can’t your goddess help Hester? Selma’s not only a descendant, but she’s also her priestess.”
“True, and that’s why she’s allowed me to tell you this. I’m speaking about the future … your future … yours and Anca’s”
The blood left his face to pool in his feet. “Are you telling me that Anca’s in danger?”
Hattie shrugged and popped a breath mint into her mouth.
“She’s safe enough for now. The cats are watching her. Not even his descendants could get away with two accidents in the same place, and as long as Selma is alive … Anca doesn’t know enough about the situation to put her in danger. The two of you must work together to find the treasure. It’s the only way. If you can’t find it before they do, you’ll lose her, just as Hester lost Hezekiah.”
“Damn it, Hattie, that’s not fair.”
She shrugged. “As they say, who said life was fair? I haven’t been told everything. No one has. You must discover the rest on your own. Anca is safe enough for now.”
He wasn’t going to bet Anca’s life on Hattie’s say-so.
That’s it. Stay safe and don’t forget to check out the other Tuesday Tales
Living the Dream 
What a neat mind you have– love this legend and the consequences depending on who finds it first. Great idea and nicely done. Jillian
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My head is a vast chasm of weirdness!
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Mine is too! LOL
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Oh, I love where this is going. I can’t wait for the treasure hunt. Great job!
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