Touch the Wind
“As she lit the candle beside the bed, the room seemed to grow smaller.
It grated on her that what little freedom she had was only at Ráfaga’s sufferance. She caught a glimpse of her reflection in the mirror and turned. Staring at the flame-colored skirt and the embroidered blouse she wore, Sheila remembered the way she had rejoiced at receiving them and now felt sickened by them.
Ráfaga had given them to her. Suddenly she couldn’t bear the feel of the material against her skin. She stripped off... the clothes and grabbed the blanket she had discarded earlier.
Wrapping it around her, she picked up the clothes and wadded them into a careless bundle. With head held high Sheila walked into the main room.
Ráfaga stood beside the fireplace, staring into the flames. His hand was braced on the mantle, his left knee bent to rest a foot on the wood box. The shadows cast by the firelight accented the angular planes of his face.
When Sheila entered, he slowly lifted his head. The hooded darkness of his eyes gazed at her impassively, noting the blanket she wore and the bundle in her arms.MoreLess
It grated on her that what little freedom she had was only at Ráfaga’s sufferance. She caught a glimpse of her reflection in the mirror and turned. Staring at the flame-colored skirt and the embroidered blouse she wore, Sheila remembered the way she had rejoiced at receiving them and now felt sickened by them.
Ráfaga had given them to her. Suddenly she couldn’t bear the feel of the material against her skin. She stripped off... the clothes and grabbed the blanket she had discarded earlier.
Wrapping it around her, she picked up the clothes and wadded them into a careless bundle. With head held high Sheila walked into the main room.
Ráfaga stood beside the fireplace, staring into the flames. His hand was braced on the mantle, his left knee bent to rest a foot on the wood box. The shadows cast by the firelight accented the angular planes of his face.
When Sheila entered, he slowly lifted his head. The hooded darkness of his eyes gazed at her impassively, noting the blanket she wore and the bundle in her arms.MoreLess
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