THIS CONTEST IS NOW CLOSED.
"When You Find the One"
Original Oil Painting. Used with Permission of the artist.
c 2014 Karen Winters Fine Art
We're excited over here at Pen In Hand about my upcoming novel, Five Brides, which will be released June 2015 by Tyndale Publishers. So excited, we're going to start looking at a few special painting between now and then, talk about your stories, add bits of trivia about weddings, etc.
How to Enter This Month's Contest
1. Share this on Facebook or Twitter and link my name to your shares.
2. Write a 250 word (or less) story, poem, or song based on the painting above and submit in the comments section below.
3. Be sure to put your name on the bottom of the submission in case your entry comes up "anonymous."
4. Check back November 15, 2014 to read the winning entry. (Jot a note in your calendar! The winner may be you!)
Mama slowed as we approached the storefront bay window showcasing the bridal gowns, like an apparition stood beyond the glass.
She neared it, drawing me with her. I looped my arm into hers, feeling the autumn air growing cold as winter around us. Mama let out a long breath, but I couldn't tell if this was a happy sigh or one of her weary ones.
"Mama," I said. "Did you wear a dress like this one when you married my daddy?" I allowed my eyes to scan upward to the red crepe balls hanging motionless but adding a pretty touch nonetheless. To the folds of the pale gold drapes and then back to those that swept the skirt of the dress Mama couldn't seem to take her attention away from. "Mama?" I asked again.
"Yes," she finally said. "Exactly like this dress. Nana and I shopped all one day and half the next until we found the right one."
I pondered a moment. "I guess that's important, huh? Finding the right one?"
"As important as finding the right man to marry," she said, "is finding the right dress to marry him in."
"Where's your dress now, Mama?"
"Had to sell it, little 'un."
This time I sighed too, squeezing her arm with mine. "I sure do miss him," I said. "There won't be another one like my daddy."
"Nope." Mama swiped at a tear. "He was one of a kind." ~~Eva Marie Everson
Okay! Your turn! Have fun ... winner will receive a gift certificate to Amazon.
A note on the painting: It's for sale, so if you are interested, you can contact the artist at the website above. Karen Winters kindly gave permission to use this once, but not for anyone to copy it, change it in any way, etc. I'm so appreciative of her generosity ... let's all be respectful of this incredibly talented artist.