I’m having fun with this new story–the title is now “Daisies from Duke.” I’ve been watching some movies and looking at pictures of piglets on Pinterest because Duke’s niece has a pet pig named Carleton. This is also really raw so any comments are appreciated and it’s been edited to fit the line length.
Duke couldn’t help looking at his “fiance.” She had large, soulful dark green eyes and hair the color of sunshine and wheat. If he had to be engaged to someone, Miss Emma Richmond was certainly lovely. Although she looked as if she might explode like the July 4th fireworks in Dannville’s town square. A moment later, she did.
She turned to the editor of the paper, and began railing on her. “I want this rectified. Immediately. It’s unacceptable!”
Duke extended his hand. This woman had spirit as well as beauty. Ker cream-colored blouse had puffed sleeves and looked like she’d spent hours starching and ironing it. “I’m Duke Madison.”