Shadows Of Guta (Excerpt 466) Intertwined
Standing near the bedroom door, the old woman glances down, clears her throat, and walks over to the sitting area where Zsofia has now taken her seat next to Stephen. The layers of her skirt rustle and the click of her shoes on the wooden floor as she takes her steps, sound loud and clear in the thick silence. Klara pauses and again rolls her shoulders back and forth to loosen her muscles. She nods her head up and down as if she is having a conversation in her mind of deep thought.
The silence of the participants in the room speaks volumes to the intertwined details of their lives. Snapping sparks from the dry wood burning in the fireplace crackle loudly as if trying to interrupt the hush that has fallen over the room. The storm outside the old walls of stone continues to pound the earth with rain and thunder as the occupants inside try to sort out their strange interlocked history.