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What happened to the anonymous letter?
I woke up this morning and had a great idea, and I see from a comment to an earlier post...Linda and I are on the same page.
The letter is gone, and I still haven't heard anything ,and there isn't another note on the bridge (see earlier posts to catch up if you are just tuning in). So, this could be the end of the story...as far as we'll ever know, anyway. But this has just been too much fun! Of course, I'll update if I hear anything else, but until then...what's the story in your head? What do you think happened? Here's Linda's comment to an earlier post. She can be entry number one!
Lets say he finally stopped after 2 days of passing by the mysterious letter - tucked away waiting for only him. It gave him a nagging feeling deep within that the note was for him. Not wanting to invade someone else's privacy he tried to ignore it. But since the love of his life had gone away - hoping he'd see this and tell her of his undying love for her, for her to return to the bridge and meet him so they could forever be in each others arms. But their families were the problem. Him being from an old order Amish family, deep in the faith, her being from a not so strict religion and being a musician. How would this ever work? Would he be banned forever if he kept his one and only true love? Or would he pine for her the rest of his life and stay with his faith?
Okay, Linda started it off! Give me a synopsis about as long as Linda's, and whoever comes up with the best, most creative story will receive a signed copy of one of my books - your choice. We'll keep this going until next Friday! So writers, let's hear it. I'll feature the winner on the blog!
The letter is gone, and I still haven't heard anything ,and there isn't another note on the bridge (see earlier posts to catch up if you are just tuning in). So, this could be the end of the story...as far as we'll ever know, anyway. But this has just been too much fun! Of course, I'll update if I hear anything else, but until then...what's the story in your head? What do you think happened? Here's Linda's comment to an earlier post. She can be entry number one!
Lets say he finally stopped after 2 days of passing by the mysterious letter - tucked away waiting for only him. It gave him a nagging feeling deep within that the note was for him. Not wanting to invade someone else's privacy he tried to ignore it. But since the love of his life had gone away - hoping he'd see this and tell her of his undying love for her, for her to return to the bridge and meet him so they could forever be in each others arms. But their families were the problem. Him being from an old order Amish family, deep in the faith, her being from a not so strict religion and being a musician. How would this ever work? Would he be banned forever if he kept his one and only true love? Or would he pine for her the rest of his life and stay with his faith?
Okay, Linda started it off! Give me a synopsis about as long as Linda's, and whoever comes up with the best, most creative story will receive a signed copy of one of my books - your choice. We'll keep this going until next Friday! So writers, let's hear it. I'll feature the winner on the blog!
Posted by Beth Wiseman at 7/24/2009 6:06 AM 
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Tags: romance anonymous letter Plain Pursuit Plain Perfect Beth Wiseman Amish
Categories: uncategorized
Tags: romance anonymous letter Plain Pursuit Plain Perfect Beth Wiseman Amish
Beth, I wrote the synopsis and then remembered how long it takes for this blog to open for a comment (dial-up Internet!). So, I had some prayer time while I waited! Here goes--
THE NOTE ON THE BRIDGE
Rebecca approached the old bridge slowly, her two small children by her side. The old bridge had played a large part in Rebecca’s life, as she recalled her mother’s story about how she had first met Rebecca’s father at the bridge. Years later Rebecca had met her own husband at this same bridge. Now every time she crossed the bridge with her children, they would stop in the middle and gaze down at the waters of the creek below. Rebecca did not know what was in her children’s minds, but she thought of her husband who had died six months before, and always pictured what life would have been like had he lived, and she wondered what lie in store for her future with the children.
As they crossed the bridge today, Rebecca held tightly to the small hands of her children, as she thought of the note in her pocket. Should she leave it on the bridge? Would he find it and reply?
Rebecca thought back to the encounter at the laundromat and the kind young man who had befriended her. He seemed to sense her tiredness and her need to share her troubles. Rebecca was surprised she had spoken so openly about her husband’s death and her fears of raising the children alone. She was equally surprised when he told her about his young wife’s sudden death in a car accident, before they could have the family they had always wanted. When he spoke of the old bridge and how he often passed that way, Rebecca’s heart had skipped a beat!
Will Rebecca leave the note, and will the young man find it???
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This is so interesting!! We now have 4 differnt synopsis, 3 on the Day 3 post and now 1 here.
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Claudine saw the girl from city helping Will’s mother with laundry that day. She watched when he came for his mother, and she introduced them, the girl with the slow smile and blue eyes and the boy Claudine fancied-- and she saw the look that passed between them. When they left the girl went back to helping her grandmother with laundry. But soon Will returned and help her grandmother carry laundry home. For days she watched them meet and followed them when they slipped off to the bridge to talk for stolen moments -- and she saw him brush the hair from her cheek and touched her hand once. When the new girl left town before the summer visit was over, Claudine rejoiced, but Will’s attention didn’t return to her. Daily he walked to the bridge and lingered - then one day he stopped. It was more than two weeks later that Claudine found a note stuffed into the support brace on the bridge. Had Will left it for her? Claudine looked around, and seeing she was alone, took the note and hurried to the other side of the bridge before opening it. There was the laundry token…it was from her. Had Will seen it?
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The minute he’d learned that the bridge was to be torn down, he ran as fast as he could. Memories flooding him, tears blinding his eyes, how could they take away the only place he ever had to talk to his beloved? She was just 14 yrs of age and lost her life while he and her were crossing one day, her footing was off, she was skipping along, and gold locks of her hair tussling about and then she was gone.
He tried to save her, as he rushed down the wooded hillside their eyes met and he knew he’d forever be haunted by her soul. The current was strong for a tiny stream, but from all the rains it made it impossible to cross. He had always returned to the bridge and left notes for his loved one, believing that her spirit always waited for him, for his love notes.
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The young girl who works at the country diner longs to see the man who was so kind to her. He stopped in for dinner one evening and stayed until closing. They talked the whole night. He was hardworking young man. He quit school soon after his father died to help take care of his mother and younger siblings. He enjoyed spending time with the young girl. When he was with her his other troubles were far behind him. She did not know of his life but wanted to know more. How could he tell her that he was committed is such a way to take care of his family. They talked often of this bridge and how she loved to walk to it and listen to the water. Sitting on the bridge she would dream of her life. Knowing that someday she would find the man of her dreams. Each time this man left the diner he would buy a mint and share it with her.
One day while serving him she accidently dumped the tray of food on him. She offered to wash the shirt for him. He accepted and she took the shirt home. When she got ready to wash it she picked up the shirt and several green wrappers dropped out. She picked them up and realized that these were the wrappers from the mints he had bought. As she stood there holding the shirt she realized that she loved him very much. The next day when she arrived at work he did not come in. Many days went by and he still did not return. One day while at the bridge she decided to write a note and leave it on the bridge hoping that he would remember them speaking of the bridge and stop to hopfully find her note.
Her heart was breaking. What had happended? Had she done something wrong? Was he hurt or worse?
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After being laid up in bed for nearly a week with a pulled back, he finally was able to return to the last place he saw her. All he could think about was the picnic they share on the river bank and the accident of him falling in while trying to help her while fishing. The sight he can clearly see in his mind is her dimples as she smiled as she helped him out of the water. Clothes all soaked they continued with their picnic and enjoyed the day together. It was troubling to think he may never see her again since she was not a member of the Old Order Amish yet she was very understanding of the faith since her grandparents were part of the faith. Thoughts kept going through his mind as he approached the bridge. Could she considered joining the Old Order Amish faith and be happy? Or could he leave the faith?
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