Saturday, July 02, 2011

Saturday Snippet & Happy 4th!

I've posted this video before, but what better holiday for it, eh?  And be sure to check out Carla's post over at Colonial Quills on the Colonial Observance of Independence Day

Now, for a snippet from the WIP, The Pursuit of Tamsen Littlejohn. This one has a big chunk missing because major plot stuff happens in it.

The Pursuit of Tamsen Littlejohn
Copyright 2011 Lori Benton
Jesse looked back to see her lower lip caught between her pretty teeth. She wouldn’t meet his gaze. He didn’t know what she was thinking.

Possessing his soul in patience was a lesson coming hard. He didn’t want to be talking about himself, but about her. Her thoughts. Her memories. Her soul was a realm he longed to explore and know as well as he did every stone that pocked this creek path.

“Now I’ve told you something of my past, it’s only fair I get to ask something o’ yours.”

“What do you want to know?”

They were nigh the cabin clearing—he could see the edge of it through the trees—and he was wishing they’d miles yet to walk. Where was he to start?

“How ’bout… what’s the first book you ever read? Or maybe had read to—”

He never finished the question. They’d come out of the trees, and across the sloping cabin clearing the line of sight was clear now the corn was harvested. Two horses, neither of them his or Cade’s, were hitched outside the barn, and sitting in the cabin’s open doorway was Seth Trimble.

Jesse halted, gripping the pistol, letting go of Tamsen’s grasp to touch the butt of the rifle slung across his back. Not in alarm. Only habit.

Then it hit him. Two horses, but one Trimble in sight. 

Thunder rumbled in the seconds before Seth caught sight of them and stood. They heard his voice raised, but whatever he said was lost in the thunder’s trailing edge.

“Company.” Jesse shot a look at Tamsen, whose face showed no more pleasure at sight of their guest than he felt. He started up the slope and heard her following.

[long spoiler deleted]

Across the empty field, down at the edge of the wood where he and Tamsen had emerged, Cade sat his horse, still and watchful, rifle raised and leveled. There was no doubt in anyone’s mind at whom it was aimed, or that he was able to hit a mark even from that distance.

The Trimbles left, sullen and brimming with bad grace. Jesse stood in the door yard and watched them go, right hand stinging but aching to feel the crack of bone and teeth again. From the corner of his eye he could see Cade’s rifle following the brothers, till they mounted their horses and rode off down the trail toward Sycamore Shoals.

Jesse turned to find Tamsen standing in the cabin doorway. She was pale and shaken, and a glance told him she’d heard and seen it all. The look in her eyes struck him a blow.

“Tamsen,” he said, but she shook her head, as if adamant he not say another word.

“It was A Thousand and One Nights,” she said.

He stared at her, understanding the words plain enough, but finding no context for them. “What?”

She firmed her lips and said, “You were asking me what the first book I remember reading. That’s what it was. A Thousand and One Nights. Mama read it to me. I used to pretend she was Scheherazade.”

He opened his mouth to say something full of brains and dazzle, like, “Oh.” But she’d backed into the cabin and shut the door. 
 [end excerpt]

Have a Happy Independence Day weekend, all you who celebrate it! It's a long weekend for the Bentons, during which no doubt the grill will come out, and guests will be over to share a meal. And I'm sure a hike will happen at some point, though today looks like a yard work sort of day. And a library day. And maybe a swing by the store to find something pretty to wear day. Blessings all!


  1. Have a wonderful weekend, Lori! Thanks for sharing that great video again. I adore it! And what a treat to have another sneak peek at your writing. Marvelous!

  2. Thank you, Carla. A migraine kicked my butt around lunchtime, but I did get one big ol' hedge trimmed. No shopping though. No library. Still all in all a good day. Now to sleep! Hope you are feeling better.