When It Was Cold As Hell – Fiction

Here is my entry for the current word prompt from Literary Lion.  The word is “ICE’.  Drop by Literary Lion for more entries.

When It Was Cold As Hell

Letter to New Orleans from Montreal,  Winter 1998

Dear Mother ~

Yes, it’s cold here. It’s in the negatives. Snow and ice and cold and drab. Not a nice welcome for a Southerner.

I’m not sure when Fernando will return from Portugal. He certainly won’t fly back here in this sort of weather. No, Mother, he’s not spending this time with his ex-wife in Toronto. I took your advice and called his parents’ home in Portugal . Luckily for him and unluckily for you, he was there.

I wish you would just be happy for me. Happy that I love and am loved again. If you must be unhappy, be unhappy because we are having an ice storm and I was unable to renew my passport in time to travel.

Fernando really is a wonderful person – even though I met him on the internet.

Love and many kisses !
Nicole

Diary entry
Montreal, February 1998

Dear Diary ~

I can’t stand it when Mother is right. Fernando really is a wonderful person. He’s just not the wonderful person I want to live with for the rest of my life. I’m so glad we haven’t married, yet.

Well, let’s put it this way..,he doesn’t live in a city I want to live in for the rest of my life. I never imagined that hating a bit of ice and snow and all things cold could end our love affair. Who thinks of such things in the heat of the moment?

As ever,
Nicole

Letter from New Orleans to Montreal, May 1998

Dear Fernando ~

I’m glad the snow has melted at last. It’s hotter than the hinges of hell here.

We tried our best.

Forever your sandpiper friend,
Nicole

Ellespeth

14 thoughts on “When It Was Cold As Hell – Fiction

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  2. Oh, I like this! I like how you tell this story in through 3 entries: letter to mom, diary entry, and letter to (ex-)boyfriend. No way will Nicole let her mother how she really feels, only her diary will know that, and, lastly, Fernando. Hey, at least she didn’t marry him 🙂

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    • Wouldn’t we , down South, kill to have melting snow in May? Or at least a cold front? I was living in Toronto that year. Horrible ice storm and other interesting life lessons 😛

      Nice to see you here…I’ m reading Charles’ Raven’s Hold series this month – one section a day. I’m over to your blog now.

      Ellespeth

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      • oh no! comments were closed on your nanowrimo post soooo….good luck with that and I need a knitted throw for the winter.
        I like the idea for your work…yes,I agree, someone must certainly be killed. Can you just leave out bloody and icky gory parts?
        ***smackers*** Ellespeth

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  3. Nicely written..She’s fortunate that she had the time spent in the frigid weather before getting married so she would know ahead of time that living in that kind of environment just would not work for her. I enjoyed reading the story in the form of letters and entry to her diary. 🙂

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    • I’m glad you liked the format, Jessie. I’m somehow stuck on this historical romance series about mail order brides – just post Civil War days. Has me thinking in these ways….Yes, at least Nicole hadn’t yet married Fernando and that living together was acceptable in 1998.

      I’m always so happy to see you’ve read and commented on my work. Have a glorious and safe week.
      Ellespeth

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