Eileann swallows a surge of fear in Ch 14/sc 1a of RAGING SEA by @KimHeadlee #amwriting

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Though it doesn't feel like it in some respects, summer is indeed winding down. 

My daughter and thousands of other students her age have returned to college. My husband has returned to his high school math classroom.

For eight blessed hours a day, I have the house to myself once again.

(Cue the manic squealing. :D)

Okay, let's be clear: even when it's just me, I share the house with seven cats, one of whom snores. He's snoring right now, as a matter of fact. But that distraction doesn't hold a candle to the myriad demands of family.

With everyone else out of my hair, I can get back into a better writing schedule. The cats will just have to cope as best they can. Somehow I don't think that will be an issue for them.

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.....

Previous excerpts of Raging Sea 
Chapters 1–6 in Raging Sea: Reckonings

 Chapter 7: Sc 1 | Sc 2 | Sc 3 | Sc 4 | Sc 5a | Sc 5b |
Chapter 8: Sc 1a | Sc 1b | Sc 2 | Sc 3a | Sc 3b |
Chapter 9: Sc 1a | Sc 1b | Sc 1c | Sc 1d | Sc 1e |
Chapter 10: Sc 1a | Sc 1b | Sc 2a | Sc 2b | Sc 3a | Sc 3b | Sc 3c |
Chapter 11: Sc 1a |  Sc 1b | Sc 1c | Sc 2 | Sc 3a | Sc 3b |
Chapter 12: Sc 1a | Sc 1b | Sc 1c | Sc 2 | Sc 3 | Sc 4a | Sc 4b | Sc 5a | Sc 5b |
Chapter 13: Sc 1a | Sc 1b | Sc 2a | Sc 2b | Sc 2c | Sc 2d | Sc 2e | Sc 2f |

Raging Sea Chapter 14, Scene 1a

©2016 by Kim Headlee

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EILEANN clutched the basket of smoked salmon as she angled across the compound toward the wisewomen’s isolated broch, making sure that no one paid her heed. And why should they, she assured herself. She often brought gifts to the clan’s purveyors of womanly wisdom.

This time the salmon would represent not charity but payment.

Eileann reached the broch’s outer door, tugged it open, and slipped inside, thankful that her mission hadn’t been questioned. She did not wish to raise the clan’s hopes only to dash them if the confirmation she sought proved to be naught but a vagary of nature.

Waiting to greet her, holding a taper to ward off the gloom, stood the trio’s most recent inductee, a young woman now known as Fioruisge, “Spring Water.”

“Ah, Fioruisge, well met.” Eileann knew her birth name, of course, but out of respect for the wisewomen’s traditions, she kept it to herself.

The woman dipped a nod. “We were expecting you, my lady.” She turned to lead the way down the corridor to the inner chamber.

Expecting me?
 
Eileann swallowed a surge of fear and followed her guide.

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