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Here's a mini-excerpt from Chapter 5 in GWAHM. Without giving away any spoilers, this chapter involves Teeny Templeton, the main character of GWAHM, who needs a place to spend the night. The following scene describes a (fictional) pink house on Rainbow Row in Charleston's historic district:
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from Gone With a Handsomer Man, Teeny Templeton speaking:
I walked past an oval staircase. Paintings of angry-looking women stared down from the walls, silently warning me not to touch anything. I’d never seen this much finery, not even at Miss Dora’s home, and it scared me.
I stopped in front of a table and dropped the tasseled key chain into a crystal bowl. A piece of glass chipped off and skittered to the floor. I leaned over to examine the bowl. Waterford. I’d been in the house three minutes and I’d already damaged a priceless artifact.
I squatted beside the staircase, fit my inhaler into my lips, and sucked in the bitter Ventolin. I was dying for a cup of tea but when I get tired, I get clumsy. Even if I drank water from the tap, I’d break the faucet. If I stayed longer than a night, I’d want to cook barbecued ribs and fry a batch of coconut shrimp, but a house like this cried out for cheese soufflé and cold watermelon soup.
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I couldn’t see myself cooking here. I’d inherited the untidy gene—all the Templeton women had it. We cooked from scratch, creating feather-light biscuits. But we also made epic messes.
I wasn’t built for high class living. I let the dishes pile up in the sink; I didn’t always eat at the table. Home was a place where I could eat Oreo Cakesters in bed. Only I couldn’t get home. And I was stuck in a museum.
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I hope everyone has a festive St. Patricks's Day and a food-filled, relaxing weekend. This will help everyone navigate to all of the recipes and the talented, hard-working bloggers behind the recipes. If you are new to Foodie Friday and need more info, here's an in-depth TUTORIAL. If you're participating in this week's recipe exchange, please add your recipe and permalink. NOTE: I'm trying out a new Mr. Linky with thumbnails. Please let me know if you like it or not. After you select a photo, it will say PENDING for a short while, then it will be visible. I want FF to be user-friendly and fun, so if you could just add your vote, I'd be grateful. Thanks!