Happy Mother's Day to all you moms out there! Hope your kids bring you breakfast in bed and make your day memorable. You deserve it!
Here's another scene from A Midwest Summer Night's Dream, in which Jeb first meets Winona, who's just arrived on the stage coach. He's just finished complaining about the weight of her trunk when he gets a look at her:
Jeb rose along the bell shape of her
skirt to where it curved in to her waist, jutted out to her ample bosom sadly
confined behind the green fabric, along the graceful arch of her neck to her
pinched rosebud mouth, flared nostrils, and dark eyes that sparkled like the
clear night skies above a mountaintop. Within the bonnet, chestnut hair framed
her heart-shaped face. Her stark stare and peach-blush complexion arrested
him—she was no spinster. No chance of that, with her looks.
Still shielding the envelope against
herself, she drew to her full height, nearly eye level with him. “The weight of
civilization is well worthwhile, Mister…”
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