Wednesday's Words on a Friday
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 week's words are:
1. consternation
2. tourist
3. attached
4. fresh
5. specific
6. memory
and/or:
1. advantages
2. amount
3. spray
4. reef
5. ouch
6. living
Here is my story: another filler chapter
Stanley’s notes were
filled with revelations. When he’d mentioned getting the maps from Bernice, Ed
had said they both knew Bernice although not well, Bernice being a cousin,
possibly a second cousin, to Sara’s mother, and believed to be the only surviving
member of that branch of the family. Once Sara and Irene had carried in the tea
and cake, Ed told Sara that Bernice was still alive and living in a hut up on
the mountain behind Shark Cove. “So that’s where she’s disappeared to!”
exclaimed Sara. “We lost touch when she left the old hospital, Dr Wurtzel had
said she would manage just fine away from there, didn’t need all the
medications and treatments her family had insisted on, so off she went and didn’t
tell anybody where.”
Stanley mentioned
Bernice had been to town several times, at least once each year, both Ed and
Sara wondering why they had never seen her on their own trips to town. “There
is only the one General Store,” said Ed. Stanley then again mentioned the
crooked-nose man Bernice seemed to be very afraid of and much consternation
ensued when Stephanie, overhearing that part of conversation, gasped and
dropped a tray of paintbrushes. Sara rushed to help her pick them up, worriedly
asking was she alright, what was the matter? and Stephanie, white as a sheet, tried
desperately to say a word or two. As Sara took Stephanie to the front room to
sit down, Irene mentioned quietly to Stanley that she looked familiar and was
going to drag out every single file on everything pertaining to this area as
soon as she got back to headquarters. “There might be something attached to even
one file that could throw a light on all of this,” she said.
After teacups had been
refilled, Stanley asked about Stephanie and learned her story, with Irene
asking perhaps mention of the crooked nosed man had awakened a specific memory
that frightened Stephanie. “Keep an eye on her Sara, and maybe try to coax her
into saying what she was trying to say. It’s possible she knows who this man
is.” “Now that you mention it, there was a man around these parts all that time
ago,” said Ed. “Can’t recall his name or anything but he looked like his nose
had been broken rather badly at some point. You remember him Sara?” Sara herself
had gone quiet at the memory. “I do,” she said. “The one that was sweet-talking
Stephanie, wanting to know all about the Retreat, how many people would come to
town during tourist season and things like that.” “That’s right,” said Ed, as
Stanley wrote furiously on his notepad. “he did spend a large amount of time
with her, always out in the open, but always asking how many people were living
here or in town.”
Inspector Stanley read
through his notes out loud and the granite seam popped up in the conversation. “Has
anyone ever mentioned anything about that?” asked Irene. “Can’t recall,” said
Ed. “There were surveyors back in the hills a bit, beyond the old hospital and
in the old quarry behind Shark Cove, but as far as we know nothing ever came of
that.” Irene said, “The old quarry isn’t far from Bernice’s little hut, that’s
where she said she has seen that man recently, she showed us where he had a
cooking fire near the creek where she used to get her fresh water from, but she’s
afraid to go back there now, on her own that is.” “One of the advantages of
having a partner,” said Ed. “There’s always someone who can help out with
things that might trouble you.”
Sara said, “I think we
should go to town soon and get up to Bernice’s to talk to her. Do you think she
would remember us and open her door?” “Can’t hurt to try,” said Ed. “We could
go after Rob and Vanessa have gone home.” “Rob and Vanessa?” asked Stanley. ‘Visitors
from a little way upstate,” said Sara, wondering if she should continue. At a slight
nod from Ed, she continued. “Their son has been staying here a few days and
they came down to see for themselves why he got so excited about the scenery
here.” “He’s a photographer,” said Ed. “They’re out right now, they’ve hired a
small boat to get out to the reef so he can take photos of the spray as the
waves crash up on the rocks.”
“I remember reading something
about that reef,” said Irene. “An old shipwreck that attracts scuba divers?”
Oh, reaaly? Now the clouds are gathering. I look forward to some thunder soon. I like your long, winding story.
ReplyDeleteUglemor; it is getting a bit winding, but every good story should have some suspense, right?
DeleteI want to know what Stephanie knows...
ReplyDeleteMagical Mystical Mimi; so do I, she's been keeping secrets locked in her head for 16 years.
DeletePoor Stephanie. How appalling to be forced to live as she is. As the story unfolds I always hope that she will get peace. And justice. And wait anxiously to learn more.
ReplyDeleteElephant's Child; don't worry too much about Stephanie, she's going to be fine. Several other characters won't be though.
DeleteIt's hard to remember previous chapters; I want to read this all at once!!
ReplyDeletefishducky; that would be better, but I have more chapters that aren't even written yet...
DeleteIs there a secret under the water? Wonder what Bernice will say.
ReplyDeleteArkansas Patti; I don't think Bernice knows anything about the water, we'll have to wait and see.
DeleteThings are coming together, i am waiting for more with bated breath.
ReplyDeletemessymimi; there are many threads that need to come together, it's going to take a while.
DeleteWell done River. Wonder what will be found where the shipwrecks are!
ReplyDeleteMargaret-whiteangel; maybe fish and coral? Who knows?
DeleteAt some point, Stephanie is gonna spill a secret! Even if it's one word at a time. Or it might show up in her painting...
ReplyDeleteVal; I have to soon work out how to get Stephanie communicating again.
DeleteYou're on a winner here, River! Terrific tale that grabs onto and holds one's interest. Keep the ball a-rollin', my dear! Terrific! :)
ReplyDeleteLee; I'm trying to keep the ball rolling, but there are connections between chapters that also need to be worked out.
Deletegreat...well done
ReplyDeleteTanza Erlambang; welcome to drifting and thank you.
DeleteI love how you're weaving new threads into your story. Great job!
ReplyDeleteHave a super weekend.
Susan; I like adding to chapters already "finished" and now have to work out how to connect some new characters from a few weeks ago. you remember the skeleton in the garden?
DeleteNicely woven tale.
ReplyDeleteChristine; welcome to drifting and thank you.
Deletethat mention of shipwreck sounds interesting, is there a hidden mystery there? good use of the prompts.
ReplyDeletehave a lovely day.
p.s., have you seen my reply to your comment about your blog and how you might want to add a link to your Wednesday stories page at the top next to 'home'?
lissa; the shipwreck may or may not have a mystery, I haven't decided yet. I already have a link to my Wednesday stories at the bottom of the bloglist on the scrolling sidebar to the left, accessed by the three horizontal bars above the blog name. I really don't want to mess around trying to "fix" it more and maybe lose everything. I'm just not that computer savvy.
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