Marsha had been sitting by the big willow tree reading one
of her favorite love novels, the sun shinning on her and she was sleepy so
she laid her head back, she was so sleepy.
She heard a noise in the distance, sounded like a horse running. She stood
up and there it was a few feet away. The horse reared up and the rider
fell to the ground. She ran over to him. Are you okay, she asked? He
jumped to his feet dusting himself off.
Yes he said, quite embarrassed. I am so sorry Marsha said again, I
didn't mean to startle you or scare your horse. Oh that's okay, he said,
he's easy to spook. Real nervous like me I guess especially right now.
What are you doing hiding up here under a tree anyway, he smiled as he
said this. Marsha reached out her hand. "Hello she said, my name is
Marsha Blake and yours? I'm James Richardson he said with a beautiful
southern accent. Marsha asked him if he came this way very often,
she had not seen him around before. Oh, you mean falling at a beautiful
ladies feet, no I can't say that I do. They both laughed at the same time.
Marsha noticed he had the most beautiful laugh, the kind that lingers in
your ears and heart long after the person is gone.
James explained he was visiting with his uncle that
owned the farm house a couple of miles down the road. He was out of school
for the summer and would be leaving in the fall. James asked, and you Miss
Marsha, where do you live? Marsha explained she lived in the small cottage
just over the hill within walking distance. They stood around a few
minutes and just felt the breeze blow and small talked. Both enchanted
with each other. Then James said he had better go, his Aunt would be
having lunch ready soon. He reached out and touched her hand and ask if
she would be here again tomorrow. Marsha felt such a feeling from his
touch, she said she wasn't sure. She watched as he climbed back on
his horse and he said it was really good to meet her and she said it was
nice meeting him also. He called as he rode off, don't be a stranger
okay? With this she gave him a big smile.
I must be dreaming
she said out loud, hearing the sound of her voice to be sure she was
awake. He was just like the stories she had read in her love novels, I
sure hope I'm awake she thought. I mean he fell at my feet and so handsome
and so polite and that southern way of talking. She sat back to finish
reading her book, but she couldn't really get into it. I sure hope I get
to see him again she said as she looked off into the distance to see one
last glimpse of him. She didn't see him and she tried to see off in the
distance the old farm house he was talking about. She closed her book and
went walking toward home.
As James was riding
away he was also thinking. I wonder if she is watching me? She sure was
pretty but what was she doing around here? He didn't know anyone lived
that close to his Aunt and Uncle. James could still see her smile and the
way the wind was blowing her hair, he wondered if he would ever see her
again. I guess if it wasn't for the pain in my falling down place I'd
think I was dreaming. He smiled and rode on toward the house.
As he entered the
house he ran upstairs to freshen up. His Aunt heard him and called him to
dinner. As he sat down he asked if they knew the Blake family and
they said yes. They have lived there for a long time but they didn't
remember them having a daughter. Well maybe she's just an angel that
dropped down from heaven.
As he tried to rest
that night she kept coming to his mind over and over again. James thought
he was to old for puppy love and to mature to believe in love at first
sight, but still he tossed and turned. Finally he made up his mind to
return to the Willow Tree.
returned home she sat with her parents deep in thought. Her Mother asked
her if something was wrong . She told them the story of meeting James.
They looked at each other. Honey we do know them, they are very rich
people, not the kind we know or get involved with. They are very nice and
have always been kind to us. That night Marsha tossed and turned
also, no one had every left such an impression on her before.
The next day she
decided to go back to the Willow tree, this time take her easel and do
some painting also. As she walked up the hill deep in her mind she thought
how nice it would be for him to return. They could talk more . It had been
a lonely summer for her so far, no one her age to talk to. As she
placed the blanket beneath the tree she heard it again, this time she
waved so as not to frighten James or his horse. A big smile came across
his face and he felt a deep satisfaction as he saw her there. She
had on a beautiful yellow dress and it was if she had a glow about her.
Was he really loosing it. It was something he had never felt about a
girl before. He waved as he saw her. Marsha smiled and thought of
how happy she felt and also what a coincidence he was riding this way
and said to her, now isn't this something, were you trying to scare my
horse again? They both laughed again. James asked if it was
all right if he sat with her for awhile? Marsha just smiled and looked at
him, in her mind she thought, he had to ask. Of course she said, I'd love
They began to talk
and he told her he went to school and he wanted to be a doctor someday. He
was excited when he talked about it, he said I want to help discover new
drugs that will some day save lives. I am just in for the summer kind of
on a break but still doing my studies. What are you doing way out
here? Marsha spoke and as she did, he noticed a sadness in her
voice. I am just in spending time with my parents. I was working for
awhile but just decided to come home. That was all she said.
James then said
something that surprised her and him. Can I come calling on you, maybe we
could go into town and get something to eat or a movie? I don't mean to be
pushy or anything and if you have a guy that's okay, just say the word.
Oh no, Marsha said , no guy. I'd love that He reached out and touched her
hand and that feeling was there again just like yesterday. He looked
at her and said, it's so strange, it's like I know you and, oh I don't
know, it sounds foolish doesn't it?
doesn't Marsha said, I know what you mean. James looked into the most
beautiful eyes, but yet there was a sadness there, and he had to find out
what it was, what could cause someone to be sad yet so beautiful. He was
determined to find out. She laid her head back against the tree and
closed her eyes. She was beautiful, the color of her skin, the way she
smiled that touched his heart. He knew this was going to be a lasting
They just sat and
talked and she painted a picture of the meadow and the flowers for him.
Hours passed but it didn't seem like it. As he got up he pulled her to her
feet and he held her hands in his, so small, a perfect fit. She looked at
him but knew she had to be careful and not rush into anything especially a
relationship, he felt it as she thought it and let go of her hands. He
walked away leading the horse and said with a smile, later pretty girl,
see you later.
As he walled away,
she still felt his hands holding hers, what is going on here she though.
What is wrong with me, 24 hours and I am blinded by this stranger, this is
unreal. He has the deepest blue eyes and seems to love people, I'm in
love, that's it, I know that's it. She closed her eyes and could
still see him, how did he do that, how did he cast such a spell on her so
quickly? She didn't come home to meet someone and fall in love, she came
home to die. Marsha gasp at what she had just said, its the first time she
had said it out loud. She cried, why now Lord, why now did I meet the man
I could love? How did he find me, why did you send him here? She cried for
while and then got up to go home with such a sadness in her heart.
It seemed as if the
weekend would never come, he called everyday and just to hear him on the
phone made her happy. She was lonely for him. She thought her life was
together and she had come to realize there was no hope and then this
happened. She had such an empty spot when she couldn't hear or see him. It
was the same for James he wanted to be by her side every moment.
James knew he had to go back to school, what if she wouldn't be there when
he got back from college, what if she decided to leave. Then it happened,
he had to leave, she cried and he cried. James said I don't know if
I can do this, go with me, be with me. Marsha knew she couldn't go
with him. She told him, I'll be here waiting for you. But she had a fear,
what if he found someone else and then thought, if he does its for the
best. She knew she couldn't go with him, she had to stay here with her
The day came, he
called her and said , meet me at the Willow tree. Marsha couldn't wait she
rushed to get ready but still her heart was breaking she knew he was
leaving. She ran to the top of the hill and stood looking in the distance
to see him. He came riding as fast as he could. James got down and
reached for Marsha, he lifted her up from the ground and held her as tight
as he could and looked into those beautiful brown eyes full of tears.
He kissed her every so gently and held her close ,she melted into his
arms. Then he let go, not saying a word. He walked away leading his horse
with his head down and never looked back.
Her heart broke,
she sat down under the Willow tree, knowing she would never see him a
again, this handsome man that came riding into her life like a dream and
fell at her feet. She fell asleep with tear stains on her face.
All of a sudden she
woke with a start, her love novel fell from her hands. She had been
reading and fell asleep, that was the best dream she had ever had, her
book laid open at her feet as she stood to see what had awaken her.
Was it the wind, then she heard it a sound in the distance, the sound of a
horse running in the meadow, getting closer and closer.
© By: Harriett