WindSwept Narrows: #19 Lacie
Karen Diroll-Nichols
- Chapter
- OneWolf.Lacie
- Barton
- had
- never
- seen
- one
- so
- close,
- or
- so
- large
- in
- her
- life.
- Regal,
- she
- thought,
- opening
- the
- front
- of
- the
- large
- drawing
- pad.Tawny,
- pale
- brown
- eyes
- remained
- on
- the
- majestic
- creature
- not
- twenty-five
- feet
- from
- her
- while
- her
- left
- hand
- held
- the
- pencil
- and
- began
- recreating
- his
- image
- on
- paper.Eyes
- of
- gold
- returned
- her
- stare.
- Not
- a
- single
- reflection
- of
- concern
- from
- either
- of
- them.
- It
- was
- barely
- five
- on
- a
- late
- April
- afternoon,
- the
- sun
- was
- still
- strong
- and
- sent
- light
- flashing
- over
- the
- myriad
- of
- colors
- in
- the
- sleek
- coat.
- She
- allowed
- her
- gaze
- to
- leave
- his
- eyes,
- travel
- over
- the
- long,
- hard
- body
- and
- taking
- in
- the
- natural
- shades
- of
- browns,
- greys
- and
- black.
- But
- mostly
- he
- was
- dark
- silver.
- His
- tail
- was
- down,
- his
- paws
- planted
- firmly
- and
- securely
- in
- the
- mixed
- grasses
- outside
- the
- fence
- that
- surrounded
- the
- far
- side
- of
- the
- resort.She
- sat
- cross
- legged
- on
- the
- grass,
- her
- large
- drawing
- pad
- on
- one
- of
- the
- wide
- stone
- benches
- that
- dotted
- the
- resort
- property.
- Long,
- straw
- colored
- hair
- had
- been
- woven
- into
- a
- simple
- braid
- very
- early
- that
- morning.
- After
- six
- hours
- of
- chasing
- toddlers,
- it
- had
- become
- frayed,
- tendrils
- of
- golden
- straw
- had
- slipped
- free
- and
- framed
- the
- oval
- shaped
- face.
- Fingers
- rose
- and
- absently
- tucked
- a
- cluster
- of
- stray
- hair
- behind
- one
- ear
- as
- she
- continued
- to sketch.
