Wednesday, July 22, 2015

Cabin in Maine

Thanks to all who stopped by to join in last Wednesday!

Here's hoping some of you might join me in posting a story with a picture for Wednesday Wit and Wisdom.  The challenge is to post a picture, then write a short story or a poem about the picture as a writing exercise.  When you have your story written, you can link up for others to read.  Feel free to also add your picture and story to another link of your choice. The link up is on my WWW page here. This is #27!

Here is my picture to share with you and the story it brings to mind:

Connie's mind was not on the traffic or the winding road that took her along Highway 1 on the Maine coastline. She was thinking of the many times her family had traveled this road to vacation in Maine. Her excitement grew as she passed the restaurants and bars advertising their lobster and fish specials. It had been a long time.

Driving into the town of her destination, she began to wonder how the cabins might have changed over the years. She had seen pictures on the Internet, but she knew pictures could be deceiving. The reservation she had made online gave her possession of half the cabin for the next five days.

Pulling up in front of the cabin, she first noticed the fence had been painted or maybe even replaced, but the pickets appeared the same. The bird bath in the center of the yard was still there and flower boxes adorned the windows. In her mind, she saw herself and her brother and their friend Carson bounding out the front door and walking down the street to the harbor to buy and ice cream. Her heart quickened at the thought of Carson. Their families had met her for several years. When she was sixteen and Carson was seventeen, things changed. He was her first love. They had sneaked out together that last summer at the cabin, she from the left and he from the right side of the duplex, to share their passion.

Life takes many twists and turns. He had gone off to college, and both of them had married others. Just a year ago, she received a "friend message" from Carson. He was single again, as was Connie, and he had seen her respond to a mutual friend. At first they exchanged messages, then phone numbers. Many long conversations followed.

Connie, on a whim, had made a reservation here at the cabin. She had sent a text to Carson, just mentioning that she would be in Maine at the cabin the next week. Would he come to join her? She hadn't really asked that question.

Connie picked up her suitcase and walked to the front door of the cabin, met there by the new owners. Inside, things hadn't changed much, except to be modernized in the kitchen and bath. New tile was on the floor and wallpaper had been replaced by paint. She unpacked her suitcase, poured herself a glass of wine, and walked outside to enjoy the beautiful warm day. A car pulled up at the front gate and a tall, handsome man with graying temples got out of the car. She knew as soon as she looked in his eyes that it was Carson.

As he put his arms around her and pulled her close, she felt the years disappear, and she was sixteen again. He kissed her lightly, picked up his suitcase, and walked with her back to the front door. "Do you have another glass of wine for me?" he asked.

Now it's your turn. Got a picture that tells you a story, or maybe a poem? Please share with us. I'm also joining in with Theresa and Good Fences for Thursday. 
Enjoy your day!

Linda Kay

18 comments:

Gosia k said...

As always charming story..

eileeninmd said...

What a nice story! Enjoy your visit to Maine.

~Lavender Dreamer~ said...

These are my favorite posts! And I know you are going to say I should write a story about my post today....but I'm not as talented as you my friend. Hugs!

Latane Barton said...

I always did love a good love story... of lost love being rediscovered. You did it in fine fashion.

Gail said...

Charming...I want more.

eViL pOp TaRt said...

I enjoy a love story!

Blogoratti said...

A good story is always a delight to read.

Carola Bartz said...

Such a heart warming story - I love it! I'm glad that Carson didn't turn out to be a butler...

William Kendall said...

A creative tale, Linda!

Mike said...

Are you finding cooler weather in Maine? Will you wait until October to come back?

Marie C said...

Ooooh, I love the story, Linda Kay! What a great "new beginning" for your characters. Just loved it!

fishducky said...

LOVED your story!!

Lea said...

A second chance at love - always a sweet story!
Great photo, too!
Have a wonderful vacation!

TexWisGirl said...

love reignited at a pretty place. :)

Linda said...

Great post, Linda! I love Maine! I visited Old Orchard Beach when I was only 9 years old, like about 50 years ago, and I still have very fond memories! The beach, the sea, the breakfast, the lovely bed and breakfasts right by the ocean! Enjoy! :)

HOOTIN ANNI said...

There is an opening and the middle story...but oh the closing is left to our imagination...teasing us!!!

Where's MY wine?

This was a super read.

Ida said...

You know how to weave a tale. I don't think I'd be very good at it.
Loved your story and the charming picket fence and little home that you based the story about.

Margaret Adamson said...

Great fence for today's meme and lovely story

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