Today’s post is a writing challenge. This is how it works: contributing bloggers each picked a number between 10 and 35. The submitted numbers were then assigned to other bloggers challenged with writing at least one piece using that exact number of words.
I was assigned the word count number: 21
It was submitted by: Our fearless leader and den mother Karen from BakingInATorndao.com
I thought that this would be an easy thing to create a post with a set number of words…wrong again!
Well, maybe that wasn’t so hard afterall!
I thought since I have your attention I would put out another part of my regression story. The regression part ended with the first and my imagination took over from there. You can catch up HERE & HERE.
A Story As Old As Time
After spending the afternoon in town making plans for her upcoming childbirth she headed home content in the knowledge that she had taken care of everything despite being on her own without Patrick to help her. She still missed him so much, especially during quiet times.
She was able to finally meet the midwife, Emma, and she seems not only competent but also comforting which she didn’t even realize would be so important to her now. “I’m terrified of what’s to come,” she could finally admit. For months she had kept herself busy so she wouldn’t have time to think, but the closer the day comes the more her anxiety level rises. “How will I do this? The birthing process is scary, but it’s the after that terrifies me” she thought.
Thankfully Emma would arrive at the end of the week and will stay for the duration. They were about the same age so it will be nice to have someone to talk to for a change. In the meantime, she had to fix her up a place to sleep where she would be comfortable. She had known she would be making room for a baby, but she hadn’t considered having to make room for a full-grown person. She wasn’t going to complain because she was thrilled not to be alone when the whole process got started.
She had also left notice at the General Store that she was looking for a short term handyman to do some of the fixing that needed to be done around the farm. Now that she wouldn’t be alone she felt more confident having a man on the property that wasn’t her Patrick. Hopefully, he would be finished by the time Emma was leaving and the baby was here.
None of this would have been possible if she hadn’t decided to take her Grandmother’s diamond broach with her. Who knew that it had been worth so much. It broke her heart to have to part with it, but she had to think of her child now. She had been able to keep the money she had, buy everything she needed and had enough left over for a little nest egg. The idea had come to her in the middle of the night and she wondered if somehow Patrick was guiding her. Trying to make sure they would be okay.
He would have made such a perfect father, just as he was the perfect husband. He wasn’t actually perfect but he had been perfect for her. She had met him at a time in her life when she had been desperate to survive and together they had built this farm and their lives on a foundation of love and respect.
She pulled into the drive of her farm just as the sun was going down. For the first time in a very long time, she was happy to see her home. She wouldn’t be alone much longer. Pretty soon she would have someone to love, someone to love her, someone who needed her. She missed being needed.
At the end of this post, you’ll find links to the other blogs featuring this challenge. Check them all out, see what numbers they got and how they used them.
Links to the other Word Counters posts:
Baking In A Tornado https://www.bakinginatornado.com
Spatulas on Parade https://spatulasonparade.blogspot.com
On the Border https://dlt-lifeontheranch.blogspot.com/
Messy Mimi’s Meanderings http://messymimismeanderings.blogspot.com
Sarah Nolan https://www.sarahnolan.blogspot.com/
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