“What foolish thing have you done?” Marriot demanded of her husband. “Whatever this is, we can’t afford it. I’m sure that we can’t!"
The food was long gone now, along with the merry games played by the villagers to keep warm in the winter snows. The ivy and holly so gleefully gathered and hung by the children to brighten their tiny thatched cottage, had grown dry and crisp, crackling off their garlands and crushed by shoes to form a fine, fragrant dust on the earth beaten floor. Today, Epiphany, the day the Magi had presented their gifts to the Christ Child, was the last day of respite her family would have from the backbreaking work in the baron’s fields.
Gifts were only given to small children on Epiphany, especially among the poor.
Her husband’s dark eyes danced with that mischievous gleam that had won her heart ten years ago. “Sometimes a bit of foolishness is just what a man needs to bestow on the woman he loves.”
She heard a trio of high-pitched giggles from the children.
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7 comments:
Love it. Sounds like a terrific Christmas story.
What a charming gift to offer to your readers in the run-up to Christmas. Thank you.
I love this warm family scene. And you've conveyed so much information too -- their economic and social status, the fact that they have three children, and a hint about the husband-wife relationship. Good writing.
medeival how unusual - bet you had to research that - sounds like a sweet fairy tale
Very sweet sample. This man sounds fantastic :)
I love this story. It is a glimpse into their everyday life, the huge decisions they face and the sacrifices they make for their children. :)
A man who keeps the romance alive! Love it!
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