Another Honourable Mention!

I got another Honourable Mention in the ezine for the writers' course I am following at the moment. 


I got good feedback for an adapted piece from Maggie's Child. We had to write a dialogue conflict piece and I felt this would be the ideal choice.














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‘They are beautiful and so are you.’

Kitty stiffened, and chose to ignore the voice, she knew was James’s. The fact he had followed her outside irritated her.
‘I said you are beautiful.’

His hand touched her shoulder and she shrugged it away. Her mouth tightened and her words were barely a whisper. She bit back the anger she felt inside.

‘I heard what you said, and please don't touch me.’

‘You are not happy. Has something happened? For goodness sake stand up, and turn around. I cannot talk to you like this.’

Kitty did as he asked. The tears rolled down her face, she made no attempt to hide them. James offered her his handkerchief, one she had embroidered as a gift for him.

‘The roses have made my eyes water. I am sorry but I must get back inside James; I am due to dance with Lord Halinbury's son. I only came out for air; it is so stuffy in there.’
She dried her eyes and handed him back his property.

‘And you have deserted your companion. I am sure she has you on her dance card many times.’

She lifted her head in a haughty fashion, and started to walk back to the house. James held her back.

‘Ah, ha now we have the nub of the problem out in the open. My lady is jealous of the peasant girl forced upon me.’

He pulled her close and kissed her, he tried to push his tongue in-between her lips but they remained firmly together. She was furious and was not going to relent to his kisses. Kitty stayed as stiff as wood in his arms.

‘You are playing Ice maiden? What? No love from my lover? None of those delicious nibbling kisses you give so freely?’

James let her go, and continued to tease her, his voice had a playful edge to it, but Kitty was not in the mood for games. She could not stop herself, she raised her hand and slapped his face. There was a brief moment of disbelief from both parties. She snapped out her retort.

‘Peasant girl or not, your sister informs me she is your fiancé. You are to be married. You are despicable James Lockwood. You have taken me with false pretences. I ask you to leave me alone. I would appreciate it if you forget our past. I have to live with my mistakes. You duped me into believing we could have a future. Had I ever thought otherwise, I would not-would not...’

Hurt and angry Kitty turned away and walked swiftly back to the house. Her body trembled. His kiss had hit home, and so had his taunt. He had treated her with no respect. James had manhandled her with a roughness she had never experienced from his hands in previous encounters. Before re-entering the ballroom, she took a few deep breaths. Then she saw his reflection in the window behind her. Furious she turned to face him.