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Shuffling through the pattern book at the fabric
store on 39th Street, Kate’s mind wandered back to when she had approached her husband, Tracy, about starting a business.
“You want to be a seamstress? A sewer? A
dressmaker? What are you nuts?” He stuttered, unable to get out all the
epithets he could think of for what she wanted to do. The word designer wasn’t among them. “No wife of mine is going to labor like that. Take care of the kids, cook, fuck me every night –there’s plenty for you to do right here,” he had huffed.
Her hand shook as she fumbled with the pages. What am I doing? Was he right? Two more pages. And if I don’t find it. That’s it. Bess can buy a dress for the Emmy’s. She flipped the heavy duty paper and the next dress stopped her cold. That’s it! She’ll be a Goddess. Perfect!
While he looked for it, her gaze searched the small store. There were bolts of fabric stuck in every nook and cranny.
Piled high in one corner was lace. Satin occupied the space against the back wall. As her creative juices began to flow, she smiled. Jersey. Sparkly jersey. But it’s so hard to sew. I’ll figure it out.
“Where do you keep the softer fabric?”
“Jersey? Follow me.” Short and on the round side with a kind face, the man led her to the back. Bolt after bolt of material, from brightly colored to pastels, stood before her.
“Take your time,” he said, returning to the front.
A bolt of dark turquoise leaped out at her. That’s it! She carried the bolt to the counter. As the man measured out the fabric, a deep voice grabbed her attention.
“Good choice.”She turned, setting her gaze on bright, intense blue eyes set in a handsome face. He looked to be around forty years old.
"Thank you."
"That color will be beautiful on you.
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great snippet ... her dreams, the crappy husband, the nice guy helping her ... I went from arrghhhh to awww ... :-)
ReplyDeletesome men!! I'm glad she went forward and bought the material
ReplyDeleteGood for her for following her dreams.
ReplyDeleteSo happy she went ahead and bought it anyway. Want to smack her husband.
ReplyDeleteLove the richly textured scenery, the complex emotions, and the testy dialogue. Yay for the nice man.
ReplyDeleteI love the description of the fabric store. Can't wait to see what she designs.
ReplyDeleteThat fabric store sounds like the one right down the street from me! I love it. I have a feeling the dress she's going to make will be gorgeous. Now as for the man behind her...yummmmmm
ReplyDeleteWonderful excerpt filled with rich scenery. I could almost touch all the fabrics in my mind.
ReplyDeleteloving the way you used the prompt, Well done. AND I love that place.
ReplyDeleteNaturally I love the fabric store setting! But the yummy stranger is even better.
ReplyDeleteYou're showing your sewing expertise or really good research. The husband sounds like a jerk, which makes me wonder if he's still in the picture.
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