Trifecta Fiction: Seeking Graceful Closure in a Generational Gap

There she stood, in that dream space of familiar unfamiliarity, gazing upon a fair-haired young lady displayed in a breath-taking formal dress, likely dating to the early 1900’s, with a hand-tatted lace chemisette collar matching the gloves spilling over her wrists. Mounds of navy taffeta swirled about, pulled up into a small bustle in the back. A satin sash gathered it all in, with dainty pearl buttons carefully placed as opulent accents. The woman’s hair was elegantly piled upward in a loose pompadour. She had a fancy parasol opened to cover her in the mist, though it looked too elegant for anyone to actually consider using.

Danielle searched the beautiful profile questioningly, wondering who she was – until the other young woman turned directly towards her, her gaze soft, loving and kind. She extended a gloved hand to Danielle’s face, fingertips gliding across her cheek, brushing away a tendril of hair. Danielle gasped at the flawlessness of the woman’s skin, the way her bright blue eyes glittered and danced, rather than being faded to gray and sunken back into her head. This woman’s lips were full and vivid, her skin was the peachiest shade with the rosiest of cheeks. Danielle wanted to call the woman by name, but the only label she knew for this angelic creature didn’t suffice.  This beauty could surely never pass for anyone’s ‘Granny.’ After a few seconds of consideration, the best she could conjure was, “Mary?”

The other young woman’s eyes twinkled, her lips spreading upward, as she nodded her head, her face radiant. She took Danielle’s hand, gently pulling her back towards an ancient stone that could serve well as a make-shift bench. Mary carefully sat sideways, one foot crossed over the other in such a lady-like fashion that Danielle felt archaic and without any sense of grace at all. Mary daintily closed her parasol and leaned it against the rock, taking both of Danielle’s hands. Her eyes searched Danielle’s face, intent on finding something specific there.


This one’s a little rewrite of a scene from At the Water’s Edge, in which my protagonist, Danielle, is wrestling with an important life-altering decision…and about to engage in a life-altering (as in, she might not have hers anymore) action. She’s in her current predicament after trying to honor her now-deceased grandmother’s final words to her. Or were they?

I’m submitting these 333 words in response to the Trifecta Challenge for Week Ninety-Three, in which the word was:

GRACE (noun)

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And thanks to a lovely invitation from my lovely friend, Kir, I’m also submitting it to WriteOnEdge’s Write at the Merge, with this week’s theme: “The Space Between” (the pause between two events).

8 thoughts on “Trifecta Fiction: Seeking Graceful Closure in a Generational Gap

  1. OH I loved this, the descriptions held me captive, truly. From the way you told me about her bustle, to the parasol and dreamlike state (also , I know that you don’t normally write for but this one could be used for this week’s prompts about the “spaces between”. Since I am an AE there , I’d love to have YOU as part of our community my friend.)

    your words are just lovely.

    • How funny that you mentioned writeonedge, Kir. I’ve been meaning to get back there & had even made myself a little note. Thanks for thinking of including me on this – and thanks for visiting my site today with all your encouraging words. You are quite the lady. 🙂

  2. Wow Jody-this transported me back to the pages of some novel-and the description of that dress made me want to wear it 😛 Beautiful and am looking forward to reading the complete story:-)Great to be back after 3 months”:-)Hope all is well with you my friend,God Bless xx

  3. Great job with painting such a descriptive piece. Feeling archaic and without grace, I hate to say, are things I can relate to. 🙂 Thanks for linking up. Don’t forget to head back to Trifecta to vote.

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