Cindy Calder
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From Charleston SC - "I am still learning." Michelangelo
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Recitations
Zelda had revisited The Prose & Wine café many times – well, eleven times to be exact – over the last four months. The motivation each time she visited was solely the opportunity to hear him read just one more time. She could not remember ever hearing lovelier recitations of any pieces of classical work. She was confident that his voice, laced with a lilting and beautiful English accent, was a gift from the Gods, derived from ancient times. She did not know his real name, because everyone who came to hear the recitations knew him only as The Eloquent Englishman.
By Cindy Calder4 years ago in Fiction
A Book of Names
Micah sat on a bench facing the Battery and looked out on the ocean waves lapping against the seawall and fencing barricades that had stood for well over a century. The ocean was like glass this April day, with only the faintest of wind rippling across it. The peaceful moss swayed from the massive oak trees that lined the park in response to the whisper of the wind, their leaves lightly rustling. He mused how much he loved April in Charleston with its mild weather and abundance of blooming azaleas, magnolias, and dogwoods. All of these things, when combined, lent a calmness that betrayed the anxiousness Micah had felt ever since he had lost his little black notebook four days before. He had never been without the book in his possession for so long, and he could not quell the questions and fear that filled him as a result. It would not be long, however, before he would have the book back in his hands - or before she arrived with it. His hands itched as he waited at the thought of holding his little black book of names again, and he pondered the recent turn of events that that had led him to this precipitous moment in time.
By Cindy Calder4 years ago in Fiction
L'Amour
Giselle sat at the small table in the Parisian café where she was waiting for her date to arrive. Paris was such a busy city, as was Jacques, and it was quite possible he had been held up by unforeseen events at the bookstore where they both worked. At any rate, she was sure that he would be arriving shortly. He had promised her, after all, that tonight would be a very special first date for the two of them. They had been working together for a year now, but they had never been on an actual date before this evening.
By Cindy Calder4 years ago in Fiction
El Amor
Mariposa sat at a small table in a secluded café in Tarragona, Spain, patiently awaiting her date's arrival and hoping he would appear soon. Tarragona, though somewhat small, was a busy city due to the bullfights. It was quite was possible that Santiago had been delayed by unforeseen events since he worked at the nearby Tarraco Arena where the bullring was located. Mariposa reassured herself he would arrive shortly. Santiago had promised her that tonight would be a very special evening for the two of them. They had known each other for a year now but had never been on an actual date until this late summer’s evening.
By Cindy Calder4 years ago in Fiction
Danger in the Moonlight
When Valora donned her nightgown and prepared for bed, she had thought sleep would come easily once she slipped inside the comfort of the cool, cotton sheets. However, for reasons unknown, she was restless and unable to sleep this chilly October evening. From outside, she could hear the waves lapping against the coast of Maine's shoreline and rocks. She loved living near the ocean that was so fierce and strong with the sound of the waves creating a lovely lullaby as the tide rolled in and out. It usually brought a peace and tranquility to her restlessness, but tonight, it was useless; sleep was elusive.
By Cindy Calder4 years ago in Fiction
