Comments on 'Something Left Behind'Suddenly, all trace of laughter was erased from his chiseled features (I hadn't noticed last night what fine cheekbones he had) and he essayed a decorous bow.
"I apologize, Miss Delacourt. It's just I wanted to give you this in person. I'm quite sure you'll understand and perhaps even forgive my ... intrusion when you see it." He drew a long, flat box out from beneath his riding cloak. The box was light blue in color and trimmed with gilt.
"What is it?" I asked, curiosity getting the better of me. I held out my hands and he placed the box gently on my waiting palms. It felt light. I was almost tempted to shake it.
"Something you left behind last night. Something every fashionable lady requires for her season."
I carefully eased open the lid and pushed it aside. Inside the box lay my fan, the fan I'd carelessly broken last night. I suddenly remembered leaving it on the table next to my reticule as I danced. But I didn't remember it being there when I came back for my reticule at the end of the night...2008-05-07T13:39:57Zhttp://ficlets.com/feed/story/29516Comment on Something Left Behind<p>The descriptions, narration, and dialog are written with your distinct and believable flair. Nicely done as usual, Christina…</p>http://ficlets.com/stories/29516?basename=607662008-05-07T13:39:57ZYodaOnCrackhttp://ficlets.com/authors/yodaoncrackComment on Something Left Behind<p>Haha, nice THX .<br />Did he fix it? Oh… well… seeing as the next is called ‘Mended Fans…’ I’m guessing yes. Lol. Excellant work.<br />LoA</p>http://ficlets.com/stories/29516?basename=607092008-05-07T00:07:57ZDreamerhttp://ficlets.com/authors/dreamerComment on Something Left Behind<p>Very suave, very suave. Though, if I were a woman (which I know is a bit of a stretch) I’d still slap him at least once.</p>http://ficlets.com/stories/29516?basename=606282008-05-06T19:22:15ZTHX 0477http://ficlets.com/authors/thx_0477