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 to read it and add a few encouraging words.

This month the words/prompts are supplied by Wise Web Woman and can be found here

This week's words/prompts are: 

1. dispensation 

2. discretion 

3. displeasure 

4. placebo 

5. silhouette 

6. sergeant 

7. wardrobe 

8. sympathy

also an image of a cat silhouette against a window

Here is my story:

In the shadowy dark, she stumbled towards the bed. Catching sight of her image in the mirror of the wardrobe, a few silent tears fell. In the near dark, the image was nothing more than a silhouette, but oh, what a changed silhouette. The rounded belly and swollen legs a far cry from the pretty shape she once was. Would she ever be so again?

Wiping away the tears, she recalled her mother's words as she sat on the edge of the bed.

 "You'll get no sympathy from me young lady! I warned you many a time of your indiscretion, yet you chose not to listen. Time and time again you fluttered your eyelashes at that sergeant, asking him to grant dispensation for your young man and off you'd go the two of you. Now here you are, pregnant and alone, with the soldiers all gone off to fight and who knows how many will come home or even if your young man will be among them? Let's not even mention your father's displeasure! Not once did you bring your boyfriend home to meet us, your father says that shows a lack of respect from both of you that cannot be forgiven."

Sighing heavily, she rubbed her aching back and wondered how much longer before the baby was born. This home for unwed mothers was nice enough, but she missed the freedom she'd once had. Here there were chores and curfews and horror stories from some of the other girls of childbirth and having to find somewhere to live after if your parents didn't allow you to come home again. Then there was the biggest decision of all. To keep the baby or allow it to be adopted?