The original Words for Wednesday was begun by Delores and eventually taken over by a moveable feast of participants when Delores had computer troubles.
The aim of the words is to encourage us to write, a story, a poem, whatever comes to mind.
If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please let us know so we can come along and read it.
This month the words are supplied by Elephant's Child and can be found here.
This week's words are:
and an image of a window which I have included, along with another image of my own
Here is my story:
The waiting was agonizing. Elizabeth stared through the window at the sleet outside. "This is so typical," she fumed. "I plan everything around a sunny day and Mother Nature brings me this. And where is Ricky anyway? If anything happens to that cake, I'll murder him!"
"Now you stop being so dramatic dear," said Grandma Molly. "Come away from that window, come and sit over here by me. Everything else is in place, the flowers look lovely, Ricky is probably just held up in traffic. This weather would slow down a stampede."
Elizabeth turned towards Grandma and suddenly felt faint, right away Grandma was there to steady her. "Come on now, sit down and take a sip of this lovely hot tea, you'll find it's quite stimulating."
Elizabeth sipped and a look of surprise crossed her face. "What is this Grandma? The flavour is quite distinct, but I can't put a name to it."
"It's aniseed, dear, this is licorice tea. I found it in that new 'Herbal Health' shop. A wonderful discovery if I may say so. The zany hippie type behind the counter had a great offer, two packets for the price of one. Of course I don't think she's really a hippie, those days are long gone, but she dressed and played the part well.
Grandma handed over a plate of sliced fruit saying,
"now you eat some of this before you faint, here it is three o'clock in the afternoon and I believe you skipped breakfast in your excitement this morning. Let's turn a light on now, it's getting a bit gloomy in here."
Grandma turned on the corner lamp and a smile appeared on Elizabeth's face. "Look Grandma, the hanging ornaments are reflected in the window, they look pretty against the grey of outside."
Grandma agreed and sat back down, helping herself to the fruit. "What time do you expect them home dear?"
"Around five o'clock Mum said."
"I'm really happy for her," said Grandma. "Maggie was in a dark place for a while after your dad took off, then all those years raising you and Ricky on her own, I'm glad she met James, she deserves this happiness now."
"I'm glad too," said Elizabeth. "I can't wait to hear the honeymoon stories. France and Switzerland must be so much more exciting than Brown's Beach."
Just then Ricky appeared in the doorway, " got some bad news Liz," he said. "That cake.."
A look of horror took over Elizabeth's face. "What happened??"
"Well, it was just so delicious," Ricky rubbed his tummy and wiggled his eyebrows. "I ate the whole thing on the way home."
"Oh you!" Elizabeth threw a slice of apple at him and the tension eased as suddenly they were children again, shrieking and laughing as they chased down the hall and out onto the porch.
"Now that's more like it," said Grandma Molly happily, as she put her feet up and settled back to await the newlyweds.
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