Another idea for a very short story. I came up with it during my workinghours. Read and enjoy.
It was already afternoon and nothing had happened that day. It was hot outside. Merana was cleaning the tables while she wiped sweat from her forehead.
'My god, it's so hot in here.' She complained under her breath. She worked at the local inn in a village near Paris. Her whole life she had lived there and she wanted to see more from the world outside, if it was not her father, the owner of the inn, who wanted his daughter to be married, having children and grow old like every other woman. Merana wanted more than that. She desired a whole different life than her father wished for her.
Merana went over to open the window. A cool breeze entered the inn and caressed her neck and face. For a moment she stood there, welcoming the cool breeze.
'I beg your pardon, madame. But are there any rooms for rent?' A voice startled Merana. She jumped around, for not falling over she grabbed the windowsill behind her.
'I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you.' He laughed at her.
'No, it's fine.' She gave him a smile of her own. 'Father!' She called to the back of the inn.
'One moment, please. My father will be here soon to inform you.' She said and hurried to the kitchen. Merana leaned on the counter, she sighed and a smile curled her lips.
'What is it my dear?' Miss Direr approached her. 'Did I miss something?'
Miss Direr was the cook of the inn. She made the most marvelous meals and her pastries were known in the whole village. When Merana's mother died, she was five years old, during giving birth to her younger brother, Miss Direr made a fine young woman of Merana. She taught her how to cook, do the laundry and most of all how to cherish the most beautiful things in life. Merana was gratefull for having her in her life.
'Nothing, Delphine.' She smiled vague. Delphine was her first name and she was the only one who called her by her first name.
'Your eyes are telling me different.' She said and placed firmly her hands on her hips. 'Tell me, my child.'
A deep sigh escaped Merana's breath and fumbled at her apron. 'I...I just met the most handsome man in the whole world.' She twirled around while she dreamed of him.
'Tell me!' Delphine said excited.
'Deep brown eyes, mustache and beard and a perfect smile.' She sighed while she dropped on a chair.
'Merana!' Her dream stopped when her father called her. 'Work to do, child.' Delphine gave her a hug. 'What does he want me to do now!' Merana sighed sadly and made her way out of the kitchen.
Please tell me what you think!