Mrs McAlister rose, taking every eye with her as she did so. The uppermost wisps of her iron-grey hair were only level with the Baron’s shoulder, but she nonetheless presented a formidable countenance as she addressed him, nary a quaver in her voice.
“Your Lordship, I find it regrettable that you feel so badly about this meeting – it wasn’t arranged in order to be clandestine, and certainly not to ire you, though quite how you found out about it, I don’t know,” her eye cast around the room, noting whose gaze no longer met hers “but suffice it to say, you have our word that there is no conspiring, no regret whatsoever in our actions, and absolutely NO need for you to go to the police with the truth.”
A murmur of rapid agreement made its way around the room and the Baron’s hackles seemed to lower.
He passed his hand across his brow and looked at the gathered faces of his villagers as Miriam gently closed the door, before walking towards him and putting her hand on his arm in a gesture of reassurance “It’s alright, your Lordship, really – we’re not plotting anything behind your back, just worried about the attention we all seem to be getting, and wondering how to manage these two kids now they’ve come back and are poking around, and anyway,” she added wistfully “even if things were better before all this happened, it’s still a bit like old times.”
Today’s prompt was WISTFULLY, and was given (after I shouted out for people to ‘give me a cue’) by Paul, of Redneck Latte Ravings
I have two more prompts for this week, so watch out for the next chapters as they arise, and if you want to read me being interviewed on being an author, click HERE to go through to Jeri’s site, Word Bank…and if you want to catch up on the previous chapters of THIS story, click to visit ‘Murder, We Wrote‘
Want to get your cue into the story? Just look out for the next time I give a shout-out for prompts, and good luck! There’s plenty more story to go.
Say what now?
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That was just me showing my confusion.
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ok. The rest of the story is linked if you’re in the middle and not sure what’s going on…
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bonus points for using “Baron”! Awwww well done, my brilliant blog wife! I’ve been wanting to sit and read this from the beginning since I’ve missed so much. I absolutely love how you’re tying in words from other people. You are magnificent. xoxo
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Heheh I had to RESEARCH for that, but I’ll take the bonus points. Apparently Barons (in English aristocracy) are more likely to be landed gentry than mere lords. I’m so glad you enjoyed it 🙂 That’s awesome.
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I continue to be blown away by how you connect words and people. So many prompts, groups, pages, threads, and so much beauty.
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Awwwh thank you so much – connecting words and people are two of my very most favourite things, and the more I can do it, the better 🙂
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It’s not my fave genre, but your writing is so strong, it drew me in. Now I’ll be returning for more. For certain!
Carol
http://carolcassara.com/snack-hacks/
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Ohhhh Thank you, Carol! That’s a lovely response to it 🙂
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Haha. Damn kids. Now I’m getting a Scooby Doo vibe (do they have Scooby out there)? I’m sure it wasn’t intentional – I’m a bit warped. In fact I was just thinking that I was glad I hadn’t been tapped for the word of the day. You might end up with fart or burp. Or Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.
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I think we had Scooby – probably on tv, which I didn’t have. And…whatever word you come up with, I’ll aim to work in somehow 😉
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I love the way you put the words together. Nary a quaver and those grey wisps of hair paint quite a picture of Mrs, McAlister. His Lordship does seem to be easily placated.
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Welll, his bark’s worse than his bite, and they’re all in it together…you’ll see. And thank you 😀
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With smart women like Mrs. McAlister and Miriam in charge, I’m sure His Lordship will be no trouble at all. One begins to wonder just what sort of shenanigans those two kids used to get up to in the old times about which Miriam is so wistful. HeHeHe
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I rather think it’s a replaying of an old set of roles that they’ve taken up – a reliving of their schooldays…but we shall see.
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Oh, those wild and crazy kids!
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So freakin’ honored!! Love it
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Hooray! Thank you for your prompt. It fitted into the chapter really well 🙂
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