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.