Extend Your Daydreaming with An Excerpt by Susan Hanniford Crowley

As Artemis was discussing, even though we may be travel restricted there’s no reason we can’t think of all the places we’d like to be. My list is actually very similar to her, except adding on Japan (Studio Ghibli in particular), Hawaii, and some alternate historical time periods. When I daydream I don’t limit myself to physical places.

Why not daydream inside a book? I invite you to the alternate history of Victorian England and inside Mrs. Bright’s Tea Room! This is a world of dirigibles, and you are about to visit a lavender dirigible of infamous repute. Here’s an excerpt.

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A heavy hand knocked on the door.  Goshev.  “My dear, why don’t you go into the bedroom, and I’ll meet you once I have concluded my business.  I believe we’ll make an arrangement that will be mutually agreeable.”  The knock came again in a more insistent fashion.  He lifted her off his lap and patted her bottom.  “Now off with you.”

Euthalia scurried into the bedroom and shut the door.  

The Russian’s impatience infuriated him.  Travers crossed the floor and opened the door.  Goshev pushed past him.  The captain locked the door against any disturbances.  Then he saw the bedroom door slightly ajar.

“Travers, I have something for sale; your queen would be interested.”  The Russian headed for the table and with a sweep of his arm crashed the tea service to the floor.

The captain shook his head. What a terrible waste, and Travers hated wasting anything.  He stood silent as his informant spread a rolled up paper across the table.  When he caught sight of the revealed plans, a burn spread through his gut. The blueprints for the Britannia, her majesty’s new air ship, the flagship of her fleet, revealed in all its glory.

“Where did you get this?”

“I cannot reveal my sources.”

Seeing Goshev’s tight-lipped expression, Travers knew the queen was betrayed at the highest level.  What puzzled him most was why the Russian would reveal this to him?

“Well, will you buy?”

“I must examine it for authenticity first.”  Travers leaned over it.  He was stalling for time.  Of course, the plans were worthless to him, since the Russians had already seen them.  On the other hand, the name of Goshev’s informant had the highest value.

A flash caught his eye.  He turned fast enough to see Euthalia plunge a crochet hook through the Russian’s neck, a dagger dropping from his hand.  He turned blue, grabbing at his throat, and making a hideous gurgling sound.

“What?”

“Goshev?  Goshev?”  Two distinct voices shouted from the other side of the door.

“It appears Goshev didn’t come alone.”  He rolled up the plans and stuffed them into his jacket.

Two men continued yelling and then pounding on the door, as if to push it in.

With his arm snuggly wrapped around Euthalia, he ran to the window.

“What are you doing?”  She squirmed, pushing at him.

“We’re leaving.”

“I don’t have to leave.  He tried to kill you!”  She wiggled and he tightened his grasp.

Throwing the window wide open, he jumped to the window seat.  “My dear. Hmpf.”  He adjusted his grip on her.  “Your life is forfeit. Crochet hook in the neck.  Need I say more?”

“Let me go!”  She squeaked; her entire body trembled against him.

“No!”  He kissed her on the forehead.  “Now be a good girl and hold on.”  Fearing she would get away, he jumped through the window into the darkening sky and aimed for one of the ropes that fluttered around the airship.   

Travers caught one with his free arm and eased them both onto a thin railing below their room’s level.  Then came the hardest and most delicate task of moving from rope to railing and back again.

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Mrs. Bright’s Tea Room is available in Kindle at https://www.amazon.com/Mrs-Brights-Room-Tales-Book-ebook/dp/B00M4U4TKG

Books can carry us away for a bit and change our perspective on life. The worlds between the pages of books are an invitation to travel in your imagination. 

Have fun and stay safe.

-Susan
Susan Hanniford Crowley, Amazon Kindle Bestselling Author of Vampire Romance
www.susanhannifordcrowley.com
Where love burns eternal and whispers in the dark!

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