Tuesday Tales: From the Word GREEN

Welcome to this week’s Tuesday Tales. Our word prompt is GREEN and our scenes are limited to 400 words. I’m continuing with Selma’s story.

Anca stood and paced. “Roberta told me about Laticia and the stroke. Why did you rename the parrot? I mean if Hester is still here, isn’t it confusing having two with the same name?”

Her aunt chuckled. “Actually, it makes me look less eccentric to strangers. Hester learned to possess the bird, giving her the freedom to move around that she’d never had. After my mother died, Delphine gave Sapphire to Hester—yes, she knew the ghost lived with us. Like Roberta, she could see and communicate with the spirits … both the good and the evil ones, although she made sure the evil ones could no longer come onto the property. As much as people may think the bird is mine, she isn’t. When I traveled, Hester came with me. Her essence remained inside the bird’s body, but she got to see the outside world. We often cruised, giving her the opportunity to understand why Hezekiah loved the sea and the green palm trees on the islands in the south. She felt closer to him there, as if he were just a breath away. Having her there prevented me from being alone in my exile.”

No wonder the bird could open and close her own cage.

“You said there was darkness in your mother. Did her spirit remain in the cottage?” An angry soul could account for that strange, unsettled feeling she’d had of being watched.

“No, dear. Gabriella, Delphine, and I contained her essence inside an urn with her ashes—we put her in stasis you might say. At Delphine’s urging, we packed up all of Mother’s personal items, not that there were many, burned the furnishings in her room, and then Delphine took her and her things to Black Swan where she released her spirit, hoping she would be happy there. Within a day, the hotel was consumed by flames. Delphine sent a message that Mother was at peace and should experience a timely rebirth. I never heard from her again. While Hester’s spirit was inside the bird, we cleansed the house of negative energy. Gabriella offered to help Hester cross, but she wasn’t ready to go. When she leaves, I’ll miss her, but I have Colby now and you.”

That’s it. Stay safe, and don’t forget to check out the other Tuesday Tales.

Published by Susanne Matthews

Hi! I live in Eastern Ontario. I'm married with three adult children and five wonderful grandchildren. I prefer warm weather, and sunshine but winter gives me time to write. If I’m listening to music, it will be something from the 1960s or 1970s. I enjoy action movies, romantic comedies, but I draw the line at slasher flicks and horror. I love science fiction and fantasy as well. I love to read; I immerse myself in the text and, as my husband says, the house could fall down around me, and I’d never notice. My preferences are as varied as there are genres, but nothing really beats a good romance, especially one that is filled with suspense. I love historical romance too, and have read quite a few of those. If I’m watching television, you can count on it being a suspense — I’m not a fan of reality TV, sit-coms, or game shows. Writing gives me the most pleasure. I love creating characters that become real and undergo all kinds of adventures. It never ceases to amaze me how each character can take on its own unique personality; sometimes, they grow very different from the way I pictured them! Inspiration comes from all around me; imagination has no bounds. If I can think it, imagine it, I can write it!

6 thoughts on “Tuesday Tales: From the Word GREEN

  1. Wow, this is totally fascinating. How wonderful that Hester gets to travel and experience life through the eyes and body of a bird. I love it! Can’t wait to get this one in its totality, but also–I don’t want the snippets to stop lol.

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