Cobweb Bride
“She held on to the reins with stiff, mitten-covered fingers as Betsy plodded with confidence, hooves crunching on the fresh show that dusted the beaten-down thoroughfare. Occasional fat snowflakes came fluttering down like sudden bits of dislocated cloud in the blue dawn. They landed on tops of shawls and hats, sprinkled all the exposed surfaces like “heaven’s sugar and flour.”
God is cooking, Percy’s Gran used to say. When it’s winter and bitter cold, He sends down heaven’s sugar and flour..., so that we can make sweet bread and stay warm.
Sugar and flour? Brr, it was cold!
The girls were singing all around her. Every one of them—except for Lizabette who protested that it was far too cold to speak, much less sing, and that they will all lose their voices and go hoarse permanently, and no one, much less Death, would want to marry them and become attached to a “husky virago.”
At which point Niosta and Catrine stopped singing and held their faces to suppress coarse laughter.MoreLess
God is cooking, Percy’s Gran used to say. When it’s winter and bitter cold, He sends down heaven’s sugar and flour..., so that we can make sweet bread and stay warm.
Sugar and flour? Brr, it was cold!
The girls were singing all around her. Every one of them—except for Lizabette who protested that it was far too cold to speak, much less sing, and that they will all lose their voices and go hoarse permanently, and no one, much less Death, would want to marry them and become attached to a “husky virago.”
At which point Niosta and Catrine stopped singing and held their faces to suppress coarse laughter.MoreLess
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