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:
Here is my story:
Indifferent to the darkening clouds hovering low, blind to the crowds surging along the storefronts, Amelia stepped merrily from the cab.
Holding her purse in one hand, she held out her other hand to Quinto, her five year old son, thankful that today, for once, he wasn't being a brat about wearing a suit. In fact he was quite proud to be dressed "like a man, like Zach", he'd said this morning as Amelia tied his tie for him.
Stepping into the softly lit registry office, Amelia and Quinto both glanced towards the makeshift altar where Zach was waiting with a smile.
They'd met a couple of years ago at a Christmas gathering and Amelia had liked Zach immediately, then had been pleased to find he didn't dump her faster than a hot potato when he found out about Quinto.