Twirl and Dip is a WIP story (very early stages) It’s in Eastyn’s POV but Drake is speaking first in her flashback of a conversation they had.
Snippet: Continued from last week
“We’ve been together since we were kids,” he said. “You know me. The real me and you still love me anyway. I know you, too, Eastyn. I know what it means when you crinkle your nose at something distasteful. I know when you’re fed up with me or amused when your right eyebrow arches. I know your dreams and fears,” he added the last as he leaned in and kissed her. “We belong together. You feel it, too, don’t you?”
She did feel it but sometimes life has something else mapped out and the miles apart can feel like a chasm that can never be crossed.
Possible Blurb:
Eastyn has her soda shop to run and specialty ice creams to create. Only the place is falling apart, and she may have a haunted jukebox that chooses songs to communicate. If things couldn’t get any more complicated, Drake, her ex-fiancé, returns home after five years on the road with his rock band, Never Mind the Damage.
Eastyn vows not to fall for Drake’s charms again, but when you have a lifetime of memories with the man, the heart seems not to care about pledges. Her haunted jukebox believes choosing the right song to twirl and dip to is the answer to everything. However, Eastyn isn’t convinced. She wants to know if Drake is home for good, or will he break her heart all over again?
Oh my! It sounds like she will have something difficult to tell him.
I wonder if they really have grown too far apart.
That is a wonderful scene. It tells us so much about him.
That picture up top? It pulls at my stomach. 🙂
Nice tension, Karen. Believable and potentially heartbreaking.
Quite a difficult situation she’s in…the snippet really intrigues me, as does your draft blurb. Excellent excerpt!
Just from the snippet and the blurb, it sounds like he’s the one who left – but she’s the one who’s moved on.
This is always having problems. She’s the one who has moved on.
Will she have the strength and wisdom to tell him she’s moved on? Or will he make her want to come back to him? Very interesting set up here.
He assumes she’s been just sitting at home waiting for him. Hah! I hope she sets him straight. Love the premise (from the blurb).
A haunted jukebox? Only you could dream up such a neat thing!
Oh i love that last sentence, so true. And a great picture to give the snippet the right emphasis.
It’s definitely easier to tell yourself you moved on when he isn’t around but now he’s back and apparently laying in on thick. I can’t wait to read more. Especially this haunted jukebox!