Tuesday Tales and a Little Pill

Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! It's time for Tuesday Tales.
A group of writers gather together and give our interpretation of a specific word prompt each week. Once per month, we even write to an image.  You never know what you might encounter when you get inside our minds. This week our group writes to the word- pill This will be an excerpt from Twister Fate, my new WIP for a new romance contemporary.

Enjoy!~

Strolling into the kitchen, I wondered if she had a guilty conscience. “What’s up?”
Not missing a beat, she continued chopping vegetables, throwing a question back at me. “Did you have a nice visit with Violet?”
“More than just nice, it was enlightening. She was so forthcoming about how you called Conner to come see me after I got home. Really? Why did you do that? What made you do such a thing?”
That made her stop chopping. “I was worried about you. I knew he was a huge support to you in the hospital. Why do you think I didn’t visit much?” Mom was the one giving me up, telling on me. She’d contacted Conner, trying to help me with life…Garrett…loss. I should’ve known it was her.
“Because you didn’t want to make that long drive all the time?”
“Oh, good grief, I didn’t care about that drive! I knew he was there and you seemed more settled and calm after a few weeks of his company.”
“He was medical staff, Mom. He wasn’t meet your hospital match dot com.”
“Stop being such a pill. I wasn’t being inappropriate, Rachel. Your relationship with Conner is based upon friendship, a tried and true friendship. He seemed to be getting through where I couldn’t. I left it alone.”
“I wasn’t blocking you out. Did I make you think such a thing?” Even as the words left my mouth, I remembered how I treated her. I didn’t want to talk with her. I griped at her when she was only trying to keep me and Ryan healthy. I was rude.
“I wanted you to try to find your new normal. Like it or not, your life permanently changed in seconds. I knew that nothing would be the same, and I also knew it was forever going to be that way. I mourned for Garrett, but, I was also very protective of you and your feelings and how you were going to make it through life. I couldn’t bear to see you deal with the loss of Garrett and the home you worked so hard to build.”
“In many ways, I’m happy the house was completely destroyed and couldn’t be rebuilt. I’m not sure I could handle living every day without Garrett in the home we built together. We had too many memories.” The same storm that took my husband was the aftermath forcing me to start over. I needed a “new normal” to help me move on.

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Comments

Nice way to add backstory and move the plot along. Looking forward to more.
Karen Cino said…
I agree with Susanne. I'm looking forward to see how she plans to move on without Garrett. My heart goes out to her.
V.L. Locey said…
I'm going to agree with Susanne and Karen. I too am looking forward to seeing how she plans to move on.
My heart goes out to her after her loss. By the way, I love the new page look and also miss you blowing a bubble!
Joselyn Vaughn said…
It will be interesting to see how she moves on without Garrett.
Trisha Faye said…
Great snippet with emotion and introspection. Love how you worked the pieces of her past in.
Jean Joachim said…
Revealing convo sucked me in. I hope she can find a way to go on without Garrett.

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