Catherine: Sequel To Unconventional Marriage

by Chris Elliott

She gave herself a mental shake. She was a sensible woman with a busy life back in the city. She touched her cheeks, they felt hot and flushed. She was clearly allergic to all this fresh air or maybe it really was the manure?
Well that was her excuse, she thought. At least it was less frightening, then the other alternative bouncing around in her head that she more than a little attracted to Mr Rustic. He wasn’t her usual type and in truth she found him annoying in equal measures as he was compelling.
She didn’t believe instant attraction, nor love at first sight come to that. Things like that only happened in romantic novels not everyday life.
The band were silent, shuffling around, looking for the music for the next dance. Then one by one, they began playing the skipping strains of a folk tune about the daughter of a Spanish captain.
Moments later, and quite against her better judgement. Cat found herself laughing as Aaron spun her round and round. Everything seemed to get left behind as she flew, her body bending to the rhythm, her problems and fears dissolving into the warm breeze.
Immediately, she felt she had stepped back in time, the music sounded melodious and gradually the sounds of stall holders and shoppers around her faded away to the strength of the violin being played. She knew that if she stood still, the sound would dissolve, so there was nothing to do but keep dancing.
It was freeing to let herself go, to become merely another part of the wind around her. Too soon the music began to end and as the echo of the violin faded she caught a glimpse of a man on the edge of the crowd of watchers. He was wearing a blue uniform that looked more last century than present day. She couldn’t see his face as his peaked cap was pulled forward, shadowing his features.
The gathered crowd seemed solid around him, then the man in uniform seemed to shimmer in and out of focus, Cat blinked, but when she looked back the man had gone, she searched the crowd, but he had disappeared. Putting the sighting down to dizziness and too much imagination she realised that she was still holding Aaron’s hand and he was smiling down at her. She matched his smile melting under his gaze.
The rattle of a tin broke the spell and Cat came to her senses

264 pages, Kindle Edition

Published January 27, 2019

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