Thursday photo prompt: Chill #writephoto


Thursday photo prompt: Chill #writephoto

 

For visually challenged writers, the image shows a landscape wearing a light dusting of snow. From the hill, where skeletal heather and brown grasses pierce the snow, a valley spreads out below, lit by the rays of a pale sun.

This is the continuation of John and Susan. I have decided to make this a book. I am working on that on NANOWRIMO since there is a beginning that needs to be told. Part of these prompts won’t fit into the book but will use some of them eventually after a proper beginning. This manuscript now has a beginning, middle and end although it is not fleshed out yet. It is more like a slightly detailed outline.

Punishment Meted Out

By Teresa Smeigh 2019

 

As the plane was coming in for a landing, Jack snapped out of his reverie. He looked across at Joanne, who was obviously thinking as well. The boys were talking quietly, but not loud enough to hear what they were saying.

Their lives are about to change in a big way for all of them. It was most definitely going to be an unpleasant change. He had no desire to arrest his parents and Princess Isabella, but if they did what it appears they have done then they must be arrested and his father, the King, must abdicate his thrown and Jack must take over and rule the Kingdom until Oliver (his real son) is ready to do it himself.

Both boys threw themselves into Joanne’s arms. She held them, and the three of them cried. Jack wanted to join them, but he had something he had to do, no matter how unpleasant it was. He disembarked, and directions were given for the security team to keep an eye on Joanne and the boys.

Jack hired a car to take him, Joanne and the boys to the island kingdom. He was dropped off at the police station in the town outside the castle. Joanne and the boys were taken to the nearest hotel to wait for the next step in this terrible situation. There was a chill in the air and Jack pulled his coat closer. Bits of snow clung here and there and the water surrounding the island had some ice in it although it wasn’t frozen solid.

Jack headed inside the police station and talked to Marcus Green. They hadn’t seen each other since Jack left the Kingdom 16 years ago, but now was not the time to become reacquainted. Jack explained in detail what he had believed had happened to his and Joanne’s sons, and about the boys they raised, thinking they were the real princes all along, and the DNA testing proved that they were not. He told him what he remembered about the time of the birth and the grandfatherly man and the young girl with the double pram with twins in it and that coincidentally there was a bomb threat, and the hospital had to be evacuated, and when the twins were returned to the nursery, they were missing their bracelet alarms.

When they tried to get testing done on their boys, someone kept preventing them from getting a DNA test. After finally getting the police in Pennsylvania to escort the DNA checks to the lab and they came back that neither he nor Joanne were the parents of the boys they raised, he was horrified to realize that his parents must have kidnapped his children and kept them from removing them from the Kingdom to be raised.

Jack requested Marcus to come with him to the castle and ask to have the boys brought out and tested. He also wanted to talk to his parents and Princess Isabella if she was still there. Marcus assured him that she was and that she was raising a set of twins and that she claimed to have the legal rights to them. He never contested her claim, so nothing was done about it. No one knew that Jack had no idea that she was raising the boys. They just assumed that they turned the boys over to her to make up for the divorce.

Jack was shocked at what he heard. None of his friends thought that it would be unusual for him to give up his children along with his crown. No one asked him or wondered why?

Jack decided to go to the castle now and see his sons. Marcus and his patrol came along. It was apparent that they would be arresting the King, Queen, and Princess from what Jack has told him and the proof he has. Princess Isabella flaunted her custody of the boys, so he believes Jack, and he was also shocked that Jack’s parents would do such a thing. This was going to be a difficult task to do.

Approaching the castle gate, Marcus Green, the police chief, demands the gates to open. After stating his business, the gates opened, and Jack joined then by Joanne and the two boys they raised, entered, along with Marcus.

“What’s going on here,” the King demanded?

“Sorry, Sire, but it seems that Jack here has proof that you have kidnapped his two sons and had Princess Isabella raise them. We must run a DNA test on your two grandsons and see just who are their parents as it has been proven that the two boys they have raised are not their children biologically. The hospital records show the day they were discharged was the day of the bomb scare, and many people remember the story of the grandfatherly man who always came in and one day brought a young girl with a double pram with twins in it. Both disappeared right after the alarm was sounded, and the hospital evacuated. I have brought the town’s doctor to do the DNA test, so there is no chance of trickery. Bring the boys and the Princess down now, Sire!”

The Princess was screaming at the top of her lungs to leave her babies alone. She was totally delusional. “Nooooooooooo,” she continued screaming and holding onto the boys.

The boys were confused since they had not been privy to the story of their real lives. They had been told that their father left their mother and was killed in a plane accident. They thought the Princess was their mother, and no one told them otherwise.

Now they were escorted downstairs separate from the Princess. She was cuffed and taken off to the local jail in town.

The story was explained to them in full, and they met Jack and Joanne, and both boys who, of course, had the exact same names. The four 16-year-olds stared at each other, and none of them said a word. The actual royal children were blond-haired and blue-eyed, just like Jack and Joanne.

The doctor swabbed each boy and went to run the tests supervised by a patrolman.

In the meantime, Marcus now had to explain to the King and the Queen that they were both guilty of kidnapping as well or at the very least aiding and abetting in the abduction, and for that, they would also reside in the town jail while it was decided what would be done about them. They may have thought they were doing what was best for the kingdom, but it was still illegal, and they drew the Princess in and got her involved in their scheme, and she lost her sanity and really thought they were her children. They didn’t do her any favors. The town had already voted, and no matter what the King was finally sentenced to, he would most likely have to abdicate his throne. The townspeople were horrified that the man they looked up to had done such a thing. He couldn’t claim that for 16 years, he had no idea children were living in the castle and in the nursery.

Jack knew that meant he would have to step up for now, and considering that the Princess raised his royal sons, it could be for a long time until Oliver would be ready to take over for his father.

To spare the King and Queen, the full humiliation, the chief of police, didn’t handcuff them. He had them led to the town jail to join Princess Isabella, who was still wailing over her children. He put them in a quieter area by themselves and went back to see what was going on in the castle and if he was still needed. He and Jack sat down to talk.

“Jack, do you have any idea what to do at this point concerning the Kingdom. I know you haven’t really been in touch. Your few friends bragged about the money they were making to let you think that all was going well here. I am sorry I didn’t notice anything strange going on. I had no idea what the Princess was doing, but since she told everyone, except the boys, that their father had left them for her to raise, I didn’t think anything of it. I knew you didn’t want to be part of running the Kingdom.” Marcus sighed, disgusted with himself. He should have been a better friend to Jack.

“Someone shut the Princess up. Use a potion if necessary to calm her down. She is getting on my nerves,” Marcus yelled to the other side of the office near the holding cell where they had her.

Well, Marcus,” Jack said thoughtfully, “ I am going to have to go through all my dad’s records for the last 16 years to see what has been going on. I know he is young, but I wonder if he has some kind of mental health problem. That could account for his crazy behavior. I think he should have a full physical and mental workup by the doctor from the mainland. Specialists in mental health and I will get busy going through his books, plus I need to talk to those poor children. They are bewildered and upset right now, and that includes the two I raised as my own. To be honest, I am confused myself. How could this have happened?”

“I was looking at those two boys, and I am not sure they are mine either. They have blond hair, but there is no resemblance to Joanne or I. You don’t think that crazy Princess or my parents actually did another switch to throw everyone off?”

“Jack, that is quite a conspiracy you have going there,” Marcus mused. “Though after what I have seen so far, I wouldn’t be surprised.”

“I am going to head over to the castle and talk to the family first and then the servants to get their ideas on what might have been going on while I was gone,” Jack said.

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Tessa – 

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian

Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com

Author of a book, a work in progress on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/

Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.

Chapter 4 of Book “Government Property – a Memoir of a Military Wife” is published.


To read previous chapters click here for the list of chapters or click on the link at the top that says “Government Property-A Memoir Of A Military Wife.”

 

Chapter Four

Another Baby, Girl or Boy

So far, it had been a monotonous summer. Every day the high temperatures were draining, and the sun was frying me to a bright red. I do not tan. I burn. During our honeymoon in Virginia Beach three summers ago, I had a sunburn that had turned into sun poisoning. From day one, I could not leave our hotel room as just the heat, even in the shade, hurt my sunburned skin.

So to a woman who was seven months pregnant and huge, and with a toddler under two years old, having to sit outside every day with the toddler was sheer torture. There was no air conditioning in our home on base. Neither of us wanted to have to be inside where it was hotter.

Every day I had to take my toddler outside so she could play in her wading pool. One day I had an entertaining idea. I went over to where she was splashing in her pool and climbed in and sat down. I used a bucket to pour water over my head and body, especially my huge belly. She laughed and started pouring water over me as well.

The neighbors were starting to stop and gawk at us. We were in the front yard, so it was open to everyone. It felt so good that every day we sat in the pool. I was able to cool us both off and entertain the neighborhood at the same time. They got used to seeing us sitting in the pool.

I didn’t buy a maternity bathing suit. Maternity clothes were so expensive. I made most of my maternity clothing or bought it at the thrift shop on base. Or I borrowed my mom’s maternity clothes that I used to wear as an unpregnant teenager because I loved the styles. I had some material that had been laying around from the outfit I had worn to go and see Andy when he graduated from boot camp. It was a small black and white checked pattern. I had sewn a top that was made with lots of elastic and was like a tube top with a skirt sewn on to the bottom. It worked great as a summer top or to use when we were sitting in the wading pool.

The problem arose when we went to the beach with our best friends, Charlie and Kim. I usually didn’t go in the water as I hate being pulled under or thrown around by the waves. So, I wore the top with a pair of shorts as my bathing suit.

I decided to go in since everyone else was. I got pulled under and choking, surfaced, and stood up. The water had stretched the elastic and made the skirt heavy. The next thing I knew, it was down around my hips under the baby bump, and our friend, Charlie, happened to be staring right at me. I was so embarrassed and dropped back into the water, trying to pull the top back up and over the baby and my breasts. I may be an exhibitionist, but not to the point of nakedness, especially in front of people I knew. The other people there I would never see again, but we were close friends with Charlie and Kim. I struggled with the waves and the top and managed to get it up to the point that I was mostly covered. I got out of the water fast and wrapped my towel around me.

I went back to the wading pool until summer ended and it cooled down some. That may have been the last time I ever set foot in the ocean. I hated the sticky feeling and the sand that managed to get where it didn’t belong.

Since I was working, my fellow friends at work had set up a shower for me at the officer’s club. They thought they were secretive, but I knew what was going on. Every time I walked up and they were talking, they all shut up and looked away. I would have had to have been dumb and blind not to figure that one out. I could have used that shower for my first baby, but hey, at that point, I would take it. We never did have much with the first child, and most of the clothes were from yard sales, so I got some new baby stuff with this one. We still had all the baby stuff from the first child, and this made for some new things to add to it. As she outgrew clothes, I packed them away. We were still planning on having a third child, and so nothing was given away.

This brings me to her due date. The doctors had decided she was due on a particular day in October. I went into labor with her quickly as she was the second child.

I went to work that night, the day before she was due. I worked at the Officer’s Club. I could keep working as the hostess; I just had to stop waitressing.

I came home that night, and our friends, who would be watching our older child, had just left, when the labor pains started. We had to wait till they got home and call them to come back and get our oldest daughter as I was in labor, and I had to get to the hospital.

We arrived there after midnight, making it my official due date. When asked my due date and I told them it was today, those nurses had the nerve to say to me that I couldn’t possibly be due that day because babies do not come on their due dates. What kind of stupid reply was that? Babies do come on their due dates all the time. I was in terrible pain and tired of arguing with the nurses.

Finally, the records were brought upstairs from the ob/gyn section of the hospital for the night deliveries. The nurses pulled my file, and finally, they had to agree that it was indeed my due date. I wasn’t dilated yet, but she was the second baby, so they didn’t send me home. They made me walk the hospital floors until finally, my water broke. Then I could be set and start the proceedings for a delivery.

I didn’t have anesthesia. As I said, I had all my children by natural childbirth. It hurt a lot, but I was more afraid of the needle for the anesthesia than I was of the pain from the birth itself. My first child took 36 hours of labor and was 6 pounds 9 ½ ounces and, this one took 4 and a half hours from start to finish and weighed 7 pounds 15 ½ ounces. She was a lot larger than her sister had been.  A pound and a half is a big difference when it comes to babies.

The second child was born in October of 1979, five days before my birthday. Our two kids were both born around one of our birthdays.

#Haikai Challenge #116 (12/7/19): Cold Moon #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #haiga #renga


#Haikai Challenge #116 (12/7/19): Cold Moon #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #haiga #renga

Rules:

This week, write the haikai poem of your choice (haiku, senryu, haibun, tanka, haiga, renga, etc.) that alludes to this month’s full moon, the Cold Moon.

Snow, Night, Moon, Cold, Winter, Trees

Image on Pixabay

Winter Moon

by Teresa Smeigh 2019

nights at their longest

sometimes called moon before Yule

above horizon

Tessa – 

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian

Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com

Author of a book, a work in progress on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/

Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.

My Grandson – Brayden John Hanratty


My Grandson – Brayden John Hanratty was born at 1:18 AM on December 6, 2019. He is doing well despite his rocky development. He was small compared to her almost 9 lb other two boys. He was 7 lbs 2 oz and was 20 inches long.

My daughter is 40 and this is her 3rd child. The other two are 22 (almost) and 13.

Tessa – 

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian

Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com

Author of a book, a work in progress on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/

Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.

Thursday photo prompt: Shimmer #writephoto


Thursday photo prompt: Shimmer #writephoto

 

For visually challenged writers, the image shows the dark silhouette of an island in a shimmering lake, surrounded by shadowy hills. The sun is breaking out from behind the clouds in rayed splendour.

This is the continuation of John and Susan. I have decided to make this a book. I am working on that on NANOWRIMO since there is a beginning that needs to be told. Part of these prompts won’t fit into the book but will use some of them eventually after a proper beginning. This manuscript now has a beginning, middle and end although it is not fleshed out yet. It is more like a slightly detailed outline.

Back to the Kingdom of Bhatangary

By Teresa Smeigh 2019

Once settled in the private jet with drinks in hand, the family wondered what would happen to them once arriving in the Kingdom of Bhatangary. Will they be welcomed? Will they be turned away and have to fight their way in?

Jack studied the law, and kidnapping was definitely a felony crime, and his parents and Princess Isabella were definitely in trouble if they have done what Jack is figuring they have done.

Once they arrived, he would get in touch with Marcus Green, his best friend from school. He is now the chief of police of the town outside the royal castle. His territory can include the castle if it is something that affects the people living in the village outside the castle.

If the King and Queen kidnapped the royal princes and stopped them from possibly taking over the throne if something had happened to his dad the King, then he is involved, and so is the townsfolk. Once they land he will talk to him and explain the situation and get him to open the castle up to him, Joanne and the boys and if their real boys are there, and their DNA matches Jack’s and Joanne’s then the King and Queen will be arrested and asked to abdicate as they have broken federal law. So will anyone else involved in the situation. There were all the people following Jack and Joanne around and keeping an eye on them both before they left for their future homes and after arriving at their new homes. It is also assumed that Princess Isabella was part of the switch and that she was the one taking care of the children all this time. She was not qualified as a nanny, and therefore the two royal princes wouldn’t have been taught all the right life choices as a King to be in charge.

Jack can’t believe his parents would be sick enough to steal his children just to make sure they had a royal prince to succeed the King if something were to happen. He had no desire to be the King, but if worse had come to worse, he would have stepped up until his child, one of the princes, could have taken over. How could they feel so little trust in him? He was born a prince, and he was brought up as a royal prince. He wouldn’t have let the Kingdom down if they needed him to take over. It hurt that they didn’t trust him to do the right thing if necessary. They knew where he was at all times. They could have gotten a hold of him whenever if it had been necessary.

Sure he had declared that he didn’t want to be the King, and that was definitely ok as long as he would have done the right thing in the end. And he would have. He and Joanne had talked about it because it was a possibility, and they were taking the royal heirs to other areas. Maybe they had been selfish in their desires and taking the children away, but now it seems as if they didn’t take the royal princes away after all. They were taken from them without their knowledge.

Finally, everyone fell silent until it was announced that they would be landing soon. Jack glanced out the window at the landscape and the water surrounding the island of the Kingdom. The water was shimmering, and if the situation hadn’t been so terrible he would have enjoyed the sight.

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Tessa – 

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian

Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com

Author of a book, a work in progress on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/

Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.

The Weekly Smile 12/02/2019 #weeklysmile – My New Grandson Has Arrived


The Weekly Smile 12/02/2019 #weeklysmile – My New Grandson Has Arrived

 

My new grandson arrived on December 6 at 1:18 AM. He weighed in at 7 lbs 2 oz and 20 inches long. He was 2 1/2 weeks early and induced due to complications with his heart rate. He is a healthy boy and my daughter was grateful he wasn’t the almost nine-pound baby she usually has.

Tessa – 

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian

Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com

Author of a book, a work in progress on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/

Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.

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Trent’s Rules

What made you smile?

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