The Sometime Bride

inside her like a large, heavy weight Gwen feared she’d never shake.
    She let herself into her empty room and cried softly in the darkness, moonlight weeping in through slanted blinds. If only she’d found a man like Dan ten years ago, maybe neither of them would have had to live through these vestiges of pain. But the past was long ago and should be forgotten, Gwen thought, twisting the ring on her finger.
    Perhaps meeting Dan now was a good thing, the right thing for them both. Maybe they were meant to be stepping stones, each of them strategically placed to help the other on to a better life. They could be friends, confidants even, during her short stay in Santa Fe. Maybe they’d each give the other someone to lean on, somebody who really understood, for the first time in a long time. That didn’t mean they’d have to start falling in love.
    Gwen sucked in a breath, praying it wasn’t already too late. By the way her heart hammered against her chest, she wasn’t sure.

    End of excerpt from Santa Fe Fortune .

    Ginny Baird thanks you for reading her work,
    and hopes to hear from you soon!