Twisted Timber by Sarah Gay

Author:Sarah Gay [Gay, Sarah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Literary Evolution
Published: 2015-12-01T05:00:00+00:00

Ten

The sun was just starting to rise as Hannah stepped into Nathaniel’s cherry red ‘54 convertible with white rimmed tires and a soft white top. She was relieved to have escaped Greta’s notice that morning, thus avoiding her disapproval for having taken the day off of work to go out of town with a virtual stranger, though he felt no more like a stranger to Hannah than Greta.

“You have a beautiful car, Nathaniel,” she said, breathing in his cologne.

“Only the best chariot for my princess.”

“Your princess?” Hannah said with interest.

“You doubt my intentions?”

“You have not made your intentions known to me, sir, for me to doubt them,” she responded playfully.

“Well my dearest princess, let me now make my intentions of wooing you most evident and clear.”

Hannah smiled as she admired Nathaniel’s profile. If only Nathaniel could read Hannah’s thoughts, he would know that no wooing was necessary. She was already completely enamored by him. It was as if cupid himself had sat upon her lap and took a practice shot at her heart. Hannah had to remind herself not to stare at Nathaniel. Instead, she watched out her window and admired the green, dense foliage pass, with an occasional dirt driveway interrupting the lush woodland.

Thinking of cupid, Hannah recalled when she first read “The Naughty Boy,” by Hans Christian Andersen. She was already fluent in Danish, but it was one of the first stories that she could remember having read in the new language. She developed an interest in his simplistic, creative writing meant for the common man, and continued to read all of his works, admiring the romantic notion that anyone could excel and elevate themselves from poverty to prosperity, as he had.

Unlike the Grimm brothers, Andersen’s stories rewarded those who were clever, hardworking or good natured. He did not always allow them to escape their fates, such as death, but they were rewarded for their goodness in heaven. This sweet old poet was just protecting a cold, naked child from the pouring rain. The boy had beautiful curly blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes.

Hannah looked over for a moment at Nathaniel’s soft, curved locks which gently rested on his neck. Once the little boy was warmed by the fire and given some wine, he laughed as he shot the kindly poet with his recently dried bow and arrow.

Yes, thought Hannah, he was a naughty little boy, but I am happy that he found both of us. Perhaps he is hiding in the gallery in a 19th century painting of cupid.

“Hannah, you have been deep in thought this past hour. What is on your mind?”

Hannah could feel her cheeks begin to blush. Not wanting to lie to him she said, “I was just thinking about Hans Christian Andersen’s fairytales. I enjoyed reading how he mocked royalty and the bourgeois society in his tales, portraying them as ignorant and over sensitive like in “The Princess on the Pea.”

“Ah yes, you speak of the dainty princess who couldn’t sleep because of a small pea hidden under her mattresses, disturbing her sensitive nerves.

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