Pass the Time

Happy Friday my lovely readers! I may be on vacation, but I wouldn’t skip a week of Friday Fictioneers if I could help it! Especially after last week when I left Nick and Emmeline in a precarious position…again. (sorry, not sorry). Be sure to check out last week’s post if you missed it.

As always, special thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for providing us with these weekly prompts and this week to Sarah Potter for the photo. Even if it isn’t too obvious, I do take some bit of inspiration of each week’s photo in my story.

Enjoy!

Copyright: Sarah Potter

Pass The Time

Nick was stuck in the waiting room, again.

Behind him he could hear the clock ticking. Every second felt like an eternity, every tick reminded him of the fading blips on Emmeline’s heart monitor.

He fidgeted with his fingers.

“Here you go, son.” Nick jerked his head up to see a stout old woman in a housecoat offering him a string of beads. A crucifix dangled from the end of them. Nick recoiled.

“I’m not religious,” he blurted.

“That your woman in there?”

Nick nodded and the rosary fell into his hand. “It will help,” she promised before shuffling away.

Answering Angel

Happy Friday, Readers! It’s time again for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by the lovely Rochelle. I’m going to continue with another little story about Nick Ramsey and Emmeline Price. Hope you enjoy it!

Photo credit this week goes to Jellico’s Stationhouse.

Copyright: Jellico’s Stationhouse

Answering Angel

Nick sat in the hall outside the main office of Eastside Foster Home. Emmeline was inside, discussing an upcoming event to raise money for the home’s much needed repairs. Nick shifted in his seat and eyed the faded wallpaper and dull overhead lights. There was a faint musty smell to the place.

Suddenly a small boy appeared in the hall, dressed in a shabby uniform. He gazed at Nick unabashedly, then at the closed office door. “Are you and the angel going to take one of us home?” he asked.

“Angel?” Nick sputtered.

The boy looked solemn. “That’s what Miss Ellis calls her. Our Answering Angel.”

A Wonder

Happy Friday, Readers! It’s time again (already!) for Friday Fictioneers. I’m going to continue exploring the lives of Miss Emmeline Price and Mr. Nick Ramsey. If you missed last week’s story, you can find it here.

As always, I offer my thanks to Rochelle for providing us with a weekly prompt, and this week special thanks to J. Hardy Carroll.

Enjoy the story!

Copyright: J Hardy Carroll

A Wonder

“Emmy, this is crazy.”

“It’s Emmeline, Nicholas.”

“He’s a recluse! He never accepts visitors!” Nick stumbled over the uneven sidewalk. “Do you really expect to get in?”

Emmeline stopped suddenly as they arrived at the gates. An old intercom was attached to a pole. With practiced ease she punched in a set of numbers. There was some static, then a raspy voice said, “Is that you, Miss Price?”

“Yes, Lester. But I have a follower today. Should I leave him at the gate?”

After a pause, the voice rasped, “Bring him up.”

“You’re a wonder, you know that?” Nick whispered.

In Training

It’s Friday again, dear Readers! I’m back with more adventures in the lives of Nicholas Ramsey and Emmeline Price in this week’s Friday Fictioneers! (If you would like to read about their previous adventures, try here and here.) Special thanks to Rochelle, as always, for providing the prompt. The photo credit goes to Jennifer Pendergast, a fellow blogger!

Enjoy.

Copyright: Jennifer Pendergast

In Training

“Do I even want to know how you managed this?” Nick watched as workmen carefully carried piece after piece of priceless artwork into the hall.

“Not in the nefarious way you are no doubt imagining,” answered Emmeline, stamping the delivery sheet with the Answering Angel’s seal of approval and her flourishing signature. “Believe it or not, people are more willing to help charities than you think.”

Nick scoffed, but his retort was cut off by the box of place cards Emmeline shoved into his arms. “Now make yourself useful,” she said. “I’ll make an angel of you yet, Nicholas Ramsey.”

Looking Up

Happy Day After Friday, Readers! We’ve made it another week. I hope you won’t mind if I’m a day late – I still wanted to write a Friday Fictioneers  story! Thanks, as always to Rochelle for providing us with a prompt. Thanks also to Roger Bultot for this week’s interesting photo. Enjoy!

Copyright: Roger Bultot
Copyright: Roger Bultot

Looking Up

“Straighten your jacket, Daniel.”

“I’ll get it,” snapped Daniel, jerking away from his mother’s fussing hands.

“Smile. Your father is investing a lot of money into this charity, and it’s good PR for us.”

Daniel rolled his eyes. “What’s this charity even for?” But his mother was already gone.

“Literacy.” A lilting voice said from behind him.

He turned, ready to snap at whoever had been eavesdropping, and caught sight of a pretty girl with blue eyes smiling at him. He found himself smiling back.

Maybe this charity thing wouldn’t be so bad after all.