Today’s post is a writing challenge. This is how it works: participating bloggers picked 4 – 6 words or short phrases for someone else to craft into a post. All words must be used at least once and all the posts will be unique as each writer has received their own set of words. That’s the challenge, here’s a fun twist; no one who’s participating knows who got their words and in what direction the writer will take them. Until now.
At the end of this post, you’ll find links to the other blogs featuring this challenge. Check them all out, see what words they got and how they used them.
Your words are:
rainbows ~ umbrellas ~ Spring Break ~ Nevada ~ rocks
It was submitted by: https://spatulasonparade.blogspot.com
“No, Matthew! No!” Emmy screamed and pulled on his arm with all of her strength. “He saved me! He saved me!”
Those last few screams penetrated the anger that Matthew was feeling. He looked at Emmy and saw that she was telling him the truth. He loosened his grip on this new stranger but didn’t turn him loose completely.
Emmy was crying, her dress ripped and a crowd was starting to gather around them. He let the stranger go, “somebody best be telling me what the hell happened”.
Emmy still crying, “I came out of the book store and these three men grabbed my stuff and my dress and ripped it. They wouldn’t let me go…until he came and made them stop”.
Matthew looked from Emmy to the stranger, “Well, sir I guess I owe you an apology. Thank you for helping Emmy.” He stuck out his hand to shake the strangers as he looked at Emmy.
“Are you okay?” He asked.
“I am now! I was so scared and I didn’t know what to do,” Emmy said still shaking.
“I knew I should have never let you go alone. What’s your name stranger?” Matthew asked.
“My name is Joe McVey. Nice to meet ya,” They shook hands again.
“I’m Matthew and this is…ah my sister Emmy. Why don’t you join us for lunch?”
“Don’t mind if I do,” Joe said, “you guys from around these parts?”
“We’re from South Carolina,” Emmy said, “but we’re going to Oregon.”
“I was headed that way myself but I got sick and my train couldn’t wait so I said I’d stay and wait for the next group of travelers going through.”
“You can go with us,” Emmy said jumping up and down.
“Emmy,” Matthew said sternly, “he has probably already made plans.” The stranger had saved Emmy, but they didn’t really know anything about him.
“No, I hadn’t made any plans I was just told by the doctor that I could travel again day before yesterday. If there’s room on your train I’d love to come with you guys. I’d like to be in Oregon before the first snow flies. I’ve got two horses and a wagon, plus I have my own supplies. I want to be ready for the Spring break up. I think together we all have a better chance.”
They stepped into the cafe and Matthew looked around the room for Grace. Once he spotted her he finally felt like he could relax. His family was all under one roof. He was still shaken by what had almost happened to Emmy. He wouldn’t let her out of his sight again.
He saw the questions on Grace’s face from across the room. She stood up shocked to see Emmy in such disarray. “What happened to you?” She said rushing to Emmy’s side. Emmy’s eyes fill with tears as she finally gave in to the fear that she had felt. The adrenaline was gone and she had started shaking all over.
Grace laid her hand on Emmy’s cheek, “let’s get you fixed up sweetie,” as she led her away to the back. She spoke with the cafe owner who was angry by what had happened to his customer. “Take one of the rooms upstairs and so that you can get her fixed up.”
They headed upstairs to clean Emmy up while Matthew and Joe sat down at their table. “You’re traveling alone?” Matthew asked him.
“I was traveling with my wife, but she drowned when we were crossing the Mississippi. The water was too rough. I knew we shouldn’t have crossed but our wagon train leader said we had to keep moving. A floating log ran into the side of the ferry and Maggie was thrown off the edge. She must have hit her head on the rocks. We found her a mile downriver.”
“I’m mighty sorry for your loss,” Matthew said, “we’d be happy for you to join us. It’s the three of us and little Patty here.”
“Your daughter is beautiful,” Joe said.
“Oh, she’s not my daughter,” Matthew said seemingly shocked that Joe would think that. “Patty here belongs to Grace. Her father died before she was born. Then I met Grace, we both met Emmy and we’ve been a family ever since.”
Grace & Emmy came back downstairs and Emmy looked so much better. Grace had somehow managed to get Emmy’s sleeve mostly back into place. They came to the table as both men stood, “Grace, I’d like to introduce you to Joe.”
Grace stuck out her hand, “Joe, I’ve already heard about you and I want to add my heartfelt gratitude that you saved our Emmy from what could have been a nightmare.” The four sat down at the table. Once they had given the waitress their order they settled in to get to know each other a little better.
Matthew had wanted to talk to the girls before inviting Joe to join them on their journey but he could tell they both liked him. He seemed normal, he had his own equipment, and he had to admit the idea of having another male in their group made him feel a lot more secure. They talked for the rest of the afternoon.
“I’m looking forward to seeing Nevada, I think, the most,” Joe said. “I hung out with the wagon train leader and he told me stories of the red desserts, trees with thorns and tall rocks that look totally different from the rocks we’re used to.”
While they sat around the cafe the rain started to come down soft and quiet at first, but then the wind picked up and the rain really started coming down. The three automatically started watching the skies. They knew exactly what that wind could bring them, but before long it was back to a gentle shower.
They ladies grabbed their umbrellas before they left the cafe and headed back to the wagon train. Joe was off to pack his gear and would be joining them this evening. As they walked back to their wagons Emmy pointed to the sky. “Look, double rainbows!”
Pt. 12 Coming next month.
Links to the other “Use Your Words” posts:
Baking In A Tornado https://bakinginatornado.com/
Spatulas on Parade https://spatulasonparade.blogspot.com
Wandering Web Designer https://wanderingwebdesigner.com/blog
On the Border https://dlt-lifeontheranch.blogspot.com/
Part-time Working Hockey Mom https://thethreegerbers.blogspot.ch/
Sparkly Poetic Weirdo https://sparklyjenn.blogspot.com/
Follow Me Home https://followmehome.shellybean.com