Sometimes on the way to your dream,

you get lost and find a better one.

Friday, April 4, 2014

Wednesday's Words on a Friday

On Wednesdays, Delores, from Under The Porch Light, has a meme which she calls

“Words for Wednesday”.

She puts up a selection of six words which we then use in a short story, or a poem.

I’m hopeless at poetry so I always do a story.

It’s a fun challenge…why not join in?

This week's words are:

1. ingrate
2. felonious
3. heinous
4. mischief
5. blaggard
6. sot

Here is my story:

Munching on the second raspberry cream, Cordelia thought back to the first time she had tasted one.
It had been several weeks into the second semester and after placing herself in situations where Angelo would be sure to notice her, he finally had. And asked her out.

As first dates go, theirs had been quite interesting. Angelo had invited her to see the premiere showing of the current drama club play. He had ushered her to a near front row seat, presented her with a box of chocolates, then left her alone to go backstage and change into his costume. Angelo was in the play! Cordelia had known this of course, his flair for the dramatic had been obvious to anyone who cared to notice and she had seen him heading off to rehearsals when most of the others in his class had gone to football practice. 

His character, "Tricky Smith", was that most heinous of persons, a traveling conman. The young and impressionable Tricky was being taught the ropes by an older, tougher, conman known widely as "Stumpy", although no-one knew the reason for the name as he appeared to have all his fingers and toes. 
This felonious pair of blaggards traversed the country selling pipe dreams to lonely housewives, sets of non-existent encyclopaedias to family men, coercing down payments from each of them, then disappearing from the region. The customers would never see them again, nor their money and certainly not the promised purchases.

Somewhere throughout their travels, the young Tricky had developed a conscience and begun dreading each new "sale". To quiet the little nagger in his head, Tricky had started drinking whisky and one day had actually been drunk enough to "spill the beans" to a lovely young housewife who had then demanded they leave before she called the police!
Once they were out of sight of the house, Stumpy had forcefully grabbed Tricky by his shirt front, hauled him to within an inch of his nose and hissed in his face, "you sot! you bloody ingrate! after all I've taught you, this is how you repay me?" Stumpy grabbed Tricky's bottle from his pocket and threw it aside. A smashing sound was heard, which Cordelia later learned had been Rosemary standing in the wings and hitting an empty bottle with a hammer. "You've cost us a sale!" Stumpy continued, "the cost of this mischief is coming out of your cut Tricky, now dry out and don't let it happen again!"

As the curtains closed on Act One, Cordelia had been surprised to find she had eaten almost every chocolate in the box without noticing.

Her mind returned to the present as Angelo stirred, to find that once again, unknowingly, she had eaten almost every chocolate in the box. She smiled to herself, what did it matter? At 75 she didn't need to be concerned for a figure she had lost years ago. Three children and 53 years of family meals had put a few extra pounds on her. Angelo certainly didn't mind. "More of you to love", he'd say.

Cordelia looked upon Angelo's face, lined now with age, weathered from many seasons in the vegetable gardens, and still saw the youthful Angelo she had fallen in love with.


  1. Awww. And I love that you have continued their story. Thank you - I am looking forward to learning more about this delightful pair.

  2. Well done, River!

    A fun morning it's time to throw this body under a shower.

    No! No! Not under a train! I'm neither a sot nor an ingrate. To do so would be a felonious, heinous action full of mischief, the kind that only a blaggard would consider! to the shower I go!

  3. What a sweet story.

  4. Bravo!!! Love it! Looking forward to the next instalment.

  5. That was truly beautiful. I love the way your mind works.

  6. Elephant's Child; I'm hoping next week's words will help push this along further.

    fishducky; me too. And my brain wouldn't let me sleep until I'd written it down. At 4am for heaven's sake!

  7. Lee; thank you. and you used all six words in your comment! Well done.

    Delores; I'm hoping to keep it going.

    mm; thanks. I'm looking forward to next week's words, hoping to get another chapter out of this couple.

    Mimsie; thank you. My mind astonishes me often. I look at Delores words and think "Oh no, I couldn't possibly get these in a story," then often I'll snap awake in the wee hours and scribble something down.

  8. I got completely lost in the story, River! Loved it.
    And, if I'd had a box of chocolates, I probably would've eaten most of them by the end of your tale.
    Well done.

  9. Vicki; that's the trouble with boxes of chocolates, you think you'll just eat one or two while you read something, suddenly you're scrabbling around in an empty box!
    Glad you liked the story, we'll see how next week's pans out.

  10. Ahhh, brings out the romance in you. You always come up with the most beautifully creative stories. I would be sitting here all morning trying to think of something.
    So well dong.

  11. PS
    Dong..... well not... it's very early plus my eyes are very bad. DONE. (You knew what I meant) LOL

  12. Oh fantastic! It's Cordelia (from my old street) and Angelo again. ♥ ♥ ♥

    I love this couple and the way they've held together through everything. It sounds as though they have a wealth of precious memories from all those years together. Beautiful chapter of your story, River!

  13. sweet and adorable, you are coming on leaps and bounds.

  14. You’ve made a nicely rounded story out of those words.
    Well done.

  15. Manzanita; a few years ago if anyone had told me I'd had a romantic side I would have fiercely denied it, but I've come to recognise it in myself.

    Marie; I'm hoping to get a chapter 3 from Delores words next week. Cordelia has so many memories...

    The Wicked Writer; thank you so much.

    Friko; I have a feeling this story is nowhere near ended.