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. Sadly, Delores has now closed her blog forever due to other problems.

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/prompts are supplied by  Lissa and can be found here

This week's words/prompts are: two photos

Here is my story:

Margaret walked along the city street, packages under one arm, the other hand holding aloft an umbrella against the rain. Looking into the shops as she passed, wondering what else she could buy. In just one week, she would be off to Liverpool, to see the cousin she had never met, Judith and her children, all five of them. FIVE! "How on earth does cousin Judith manage?" she wondered.

Margaret, an only child, also wondered how it was that no one had told her about her father's family, and then too, wondered if they knew her father had died. This was the reason for her visit. 

Her father had named Margaret as the person who was to deliver to Judith the things he had left her.  Things that should have been given to Judith's mother, Maggie, upon Grandmother Reynolds' death and Margaret had then realised she had been named for her unknown aunt. Along with the small trinkets, Margaret was to deliver a substantial amount of money to help with the children's education. 

Yesterday's packages were already packed in the big suitcase, now she was shopping for smaller items and desperately hoping the cousins wouldn't find her "uppity" or condescending, because she had money and a job in the city, while they were quite poor. Which certainly wasn't her fault, or theirs. Circumstances had arranged it so and now that she knew, Margaret wanted to help. 

She spotted a store with scented soaps and powders and walked in to buy things for Judith and her two daughters. She would shop for the boys tomorrow, bringing with her a male friend who might know more about what young boys liked.