You know when you’re writing and some scenes are just so vivid in you mind, and they remain vivid no matter how many times you revise and edit? This was one of those scenes for me:
There was something arresting about the picture. Some uncomfortable déjà vu feeling. Which was absurd. She’d never been to the Kapshaw farm, and she’d known Doug for little more than a week.
Yet there was a feeling she’d been there before, watching the cool breeze ruffle the waves of his dark hair, her heart beating quicker as she took a few steps toward the house. A feeling that this was something important.
–All’s Fair in Love and Politics
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