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.
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This month the words are supplied by Wisewebwoman and can be found here.
3. fountain pen
Here is my story:
We’d taken possession of the old house yesterday. Today, while Ben and I were wandering about downstairs discussing paint colours, the kids were running around upstairs, choosing their rooms and generally rummaging around in boxes of stuff that had been left in the attic.
Hannah came rushing downstairs looking for us. “Mum, Dad, look at this treasure box I found in the lilac end of the attic! That lilac really needs to be painted over, it’s awful, but look at this.”
The top of the ‘treasure’ box had a scene of a paddock with a bridge going over a small stream with many tall trees beyond. “This was inside an old cane basket, this lid reminds me of my favourite book when I was little, The Bridge to Terabithia,” said Hannah, carefully opening the box.
Inside was an old photo of two young women, arms around each other as they came out of a movie theatre. There were no names on the back, just initials, W and F and a date. November 12th 1930.
We set those aside and took out a few more things, a fountain pen, “I’ve never seen one of these,” said Hannah, holding it up to see it better. Next came a birthday card, a tiny velvet box with a pair of pearl earrings, and a tangle of satin ribbons. At the very bottom lay a high school diploma.
“I wonder if the W is for Wendy,” said Ben. “The old woman who lived here was a Wendy, the agent mentioned her one time and it’s on the sales deed too. It could be the same Wendy.” “I wonder who the F is, they can’t be sisters, they look too different,” said Hannah.
Jason came thundering down the stairs declaring we should clear out the attic completely because he’d like to have that as his bedroom. “It’s huge Mum, I could have one end as a bedroom and the other end as a study area, maybe with a small TV there.” Ben frowned at him, “We’ll discuss a TV if you manage to keep your grades up and only then.”
Hannah said, “That leaves a spare bedroom if Jason takes the attic and I could have friends stay over, or make it into my own library study area.”
“Looks like they’ve got themselves sorted, Suze,” said Ben, “so come back into the kitchen with me, I think I’ve found where we can fit a coffee machine, we can have espressos at home instead of going out. Capuccinos too. And look out there through the French doors, that little circular patio would make a great breakfast area. We’ll need to scrub the moss off the flagstones though.”