rib, ice-cream, offer, hook, consonant, teddy bear and file
This week the lovely Debb at Inner Sunshine (http://www.innersunshine.net/2016/11/30/writing-prompt-for-wednesday-12716/) has provided the above picture to use as the prompt for the 500 word story incorporating seven random words.
Here is my story:
PREPARATIONS
Daphne heard the key turn in the
front door. She waited, holding her
breath, as she listened for the next sound.
Then it came.
‘Hello Beautiful.’
Her grandson, Josh, entered her
flat, he bent down and kissed her. His
whiskery lips brushed her paper thin cheek, he smoothed down her grey hair in a
loving gesture. She put down her work
making sure the crochet hook was safe
folded inside the woollen garment.
‘Oh Gran, that’s lovely, such
soft wool. Are you making a teddy bear for Nicole?’
Daphne smiled at her grandson,
the thought of her young great-granddaughter enjoying the stuffed toy filled
her with delight. Who would have thought
she would see the day when she would have great-grandchildren to enjoy,
although to be honest, they were rather tiring these days. Her energy wasn’t what it once was.
Josh started chatting to her as
he normally did. She was so grateful he
called in every day after work making sure she was safe and well in her tiny
little council flat.
‘Did you hear me offer to pick you up on Christmas morning, Gran?’
Josh was a bit worried that his
gran had seemed to wander off in to a dreamlike trance.
‘Oh, yes my dear. That would be so lovely. Thank you.’
Josh continued to talk about the
plans for the big day. His wife, Anna,
was planning on roasting a crown of turkey and a joint of rib-eye beef for dinner and then at
supper time they would have cold cuts with a slice of Christmas cake. Anna was also going to make some rum and
raisin ice-cream for dessert.
Daphne started to believe that
she might enjoy this second Christmas without her beloved Harry by her
side. There had been so many changes in
the last couple of years to her life but as the saying goes, life goes in
cycles and this was her twilight cycle.
She must enjoy every moment that she was given.
Josh came back from the kitchen
with two cups of tea on her pretty floral tray, he’d even remembered to put
some biscuits on a plate rather than leave them in the packet. He was such a thoughtful chap.
Contentedly, sipping tea, dunking
biscuits while they watched Daphne’s favourite programme, *Countdown, they
started calling out the numbers and the next round was choosing vowels and consonants
needed for the game to make up words in the minute allowed.
As Josh was leaving Daphne
reached down by her side and picked up the file beside her
armchair.
‘This is my last Will and
Testament that I want you to look at, my dear,’ she said quietly, a steely
determination in her eyes. Josh shook
his head, she held his hand, ‘you have to help me with this. You are the only person I trust to look after
my estate.’
Tears came unbidden to two
pairs of identical eyes that communicated silently with all the love there was
in the world.
Word count: 500
*This is an English game show
shown at teatime and very popular.
This was sweet to read with the love between the two of them!
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