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Thursday photo prompt: Glass #writephoto


Thursday photo prompt: Glass #writephoto

 

For visually challenged writers, the image shows a bay with clear, glassy water, reflecting blue sky and clouds. The bay is surrounded by green hills, one of which may be an island in the distance…

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. 

Remembrances

By Teresa Smeigh 2019

Jack checked with the lab and made new appointments for DNA testing. He was getting anxious about the results, he had to admit to himself. Somehow he is feeling that things aren’t going to go their way. What if the twins aren’t theirs? He loved those boys and breaking up their family, and possibly another one, if indeed the twins had been switched, would be heart-breaking.

“I made new appointments at the lab for DNA testing. I explained the situation about all of us being tested at the same time to eliminate possible mistakes considering our unusual situation and what had already happened. They are fine with all of us being done at one time, and we can come over today. No need to wait any longer.”

“Let’s go this morning then and hope for quick results. The other doctor said it would take 24 to 72 hours to get the test results. Hopefully, it will be just the one day,” Joanne said.

“Ok, boys get dressed, and let’s get this DNA testing over with,” Joanne called out.

“Jack, you really seem nervous. What’s up? Are you afraid they aren’t our boys?”

“Joanne, I was studying the pictures of John last night, and it occurred to me that both you and I and our families are mainly blondes with blue eyes. The boys both have black hair and brown eyes. I am afraid of what the tests will show. I would hate to think that the hospital made a mistake.”

All four of them piled into Joanne’s SUV and nervously started for the lab. Joanne lived in a beautiful area, and here they were passing a glassy lake, calm as can be, which sure didn’t match their emotions.

All of them were lost in their own thoughts. Jack had suspicions that all wasn’t as it should be. He felt that they had been tricked when the boys were born. He vaguely remembers that grandfatherly type man who was hanging around the nursery every day.  The day they were discharged the man was there with a young girl with a double pram. Twins? Neither their twins or those in the pram had any hair. Following the fire drill, he was beginning to remember that the man, girl, and babies were gone. Because of the drill, things were backed up, and they rushed them out of there without checking identities carefully. They had the only twins in the nursery.

If these DNA tests show that they aren’t the parents, he would have to go back to Bhatangary and face his parents. Would they stoop to stealing the babies so that they had a prince to be an heir?

He remembered seeing that EMT in the office while they were being tested, and then he disappeared after they finished the testing. On the way home, the receptionist, who just happened to have the tests to be dropped off at the lab, has an accident. He remembered the EMT pushed all the samples out of the way, and now that he thought about it he jammed them into his pocket. He suddenly disappeared, and another guy was working on the woman.

Jack checked out the office when they arrived. A man followed them in bundled up in a parka with a hood, and he took a seat but didn’t approach the receptionist to check-in.

“What are you thinking about Jack,” Joanne asked?

“Joanne I have a horrible idea. I think it is possible that my parents stole our babies and replaced them with others. I remember that grandfatherly man who was always around, and on the day of discharge and the fire drill they were in a hurry to get people out, and he came in with a young girl with a double pram with two bald babies. In the confusion, they could have changed the babies, and if the name tags were missing they would think it was just the confusion going on around them.”

“Oh Jack, you don’t think they would go so far as to steal the twins, do you?”

“Actually I do, to tell you the truth.” He proceeded to tell her what he could remember.

They had to get the tests done as soon as possible and keep them from this man who is following them.

It would explain Oliver having two kidneys instead of one. It wasn’t really Oliver he was raising.

*******734 words*******

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: Glow #writephoto


Thursday photo prompt: Web #writephoto

 

For visually challenged writers, the image shows a frosty dawn, seen through the bare branches of trees. The sky is aflame, dappled with pink clouds, deepening to orange and gold. On the horizon is a small hill crowned with trees, behind which the sun will rise.

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. 

Remembrances

By Teresa Smeigh 2019

Jack is waiting in Joanne’s family room in the farmhouse while she puts some dinner together for them. His eyes roam over the pictures on the mantle of John, identical to his son Oliver. Something is niggling at the back of his mind. Both he and Joanne come from a long line of ancestors with blond hair and blue eyes.

Looking at the pictures of John remind him that the boys have black hair and brown eyes. A rarity in their families. Jack continues to stare at the pictures and looking for some other resemblances to them as the parents and this current problem of the DNA of the boys since finding out that Oliver has 2 kidneys after all. Even though the doctor says, it is possible for a kidney that isn’t permanently damaged to regrow.

They have to redo the DNA testing as soon as possible. The receptionist seemed alright after the accident, and Jack had noticed the EMT had pushed the mail out of his way so he could work on her before moving her out of her vehicle. Jack hadn’t seen him pick up the damaged swabs and stuff them in his pocket though.

Relaxing there on the couch had caused him to fall asleep. Joanne covered him up when she brought in dinner, rather than waking him. He must be as tired as she was, and therefore after making sure the kids got home, she would head for bed herself.

A noise awakened him, and he found himself staring at a beautiful sunrise. The glow from it brightened up the whole room. The curtains hadn’t been drawn last night, and his dinner sat on the table beside him in case he woke up after a short sleep and was still hungry. Now he realized the noise came from the kitchen, and he hurried to see what was being served for breakfast.

*******316 words*******

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: Web #writephoto


Thursday photo prompt: Web #writephoto

 

For visually challenged writers, the image shows a suit of armour festooned in cobwebs, standing against a wood-panelled wall .

This is the continuation of John and Susan. I have decided to make this a book. Obviously, there will be a different start and even changes to the chapters and names. I will take this to a certain point to keep your attention while I can, but like the other week when I had to break into this story because the picture didn’t work, it may end at any time although I will try to give you a gist of the story.  I am not sure how long I have been writing this or how much longer it will go. My starting point for the book will be earlier than this little series has gone.

Whose Kids Are They Anyway?

By Teresa Smeigh 2019

The kids were starting to get over the gloom of their day. They had good news with the kidney tests. Neither boy has to go easy on their health and athletics anymore, and they were ecstatic. John didn’t have to give up his significant ability with sports athletics, and he could help Oliver learn how to play. They were happy that the doctor explained that it was possible to regrow a kidney, so there was a chance that they were definitely Joanne and Jack’s kids and not some strangers. That would be just too much.

The kids hooked up a sled to the snowmobile and loaded it with wood so they could light a bonfire at the top of the hill. They hooked up two rope pulls to help them climb back up to the top of the hill with their sleds. Flashlights were tied to each rope pull so they could be found.

“Hey John,” Susan called and waited for an answer. She wasn’t making the same mistake she made earlier. The boys look identical with their black, wavy hair, which is almost the same length. When he answered her she recognized his voice. She knew she would eventually tell them apart, but it was hard right now. “Want to ride down with me?”

“Sure, Sue, I’ll be right there. I am introducing Oliver to everyone. Hey Oliver can we see the inside of that old house you guys bought? I have never been inside.”

“Sure it’s old but awesome. There is an old suit of armor with cobwebs all over it. Dad can’t decide whether to gut the house and modernize it or go for the original look.”

*******280 words*******

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: Balefire #writephoto


Thursday photo prompt: Balefire #writephoto

 

For visually challenged writers, the image shows a hooded figure in the darkness, silhouetted against flames that echo its shape. The figure holds something in its hand that may, perhaps, be a wand…

This is the continuation of John and Susan. I have decided to make this a book. Obviously, there will be a different start and even changes to the chapters and names. I will take this to a certain point to keep your attention while I can, but like the other week when I had to break into this story because the picture didn’t work, it may end at any time although I will try to give you a gist of the story.  I am not sure how long I have been writing this or how much longer it will go. My starting point for the book will be earlier than this little series has gone.

Whose Kids Are They Anyway?

By Teresa Smeigh 2019

Exiting the imaging office, Jack and Oliver were amazed at the amount of snow that had already accumulated. Joanne and John were used to significant accumulations of snow all winter long.

“Hurry mom,” John urged her. “We want to go sledding.”

“Calm down boys,” Jack said. “There is still time in the day left to go sledding, and with this amount, I doubt it will melt away overnight.”

Everyone avoided the one conversation they all wanted to talk about. The car was quiet.

“How much longer,” Oliver asked, breaking the silence.

“Joanne, slow down, there’s an accident up ahead,” Jack said. They all got out and approached the overturned vehicle in the middle of the road. It was the receptionist from the imaging office where they were just tested. She was conscious but mumbling something.

Jack leaned over and tried to make out what she was saying. Lying on the seat beside her was the container holding the DNA testing swabs they had just taken. The window had broken, and they were laying in a pile of snow. No doubt, they were damaged and would have to be retaken. Jack finally realized that was what she was saying.

“I am not hurt, I just bumped my head,” she said, but Joanne had already called the police and ambulance. Sirens could be heard in the distance.

“Out of the way, boys and let them through,” Jack said.

The receptionist called Jack over and said something to him. Then he got out of the way too.

“She said to call the office tomorrow and make a new appointment to have the DNA redone,” Jack said. “Sorry, guys, we’ll have to wait a little bit longer for the results. Now that help is here and we weren’t witnesses, we can go. Might as well go sledding to get your mind off of everything.”

They headed off again towards Joanne and John’s house. At the driveway, there was a bonfire indicating the driveway. The kids were gathered around it waiting for them. It was a bright signal in all the snow. John said they called them bonfires here in America, but Oliver called it a balefire. Either way, it was a good signal fire as the snow had turned into a blizzard since they left the office hours ago.

The tests had been forgotten by the boys. They took off to get heavy coats, gloves, and sleds and go with the group of kids who had gathered waiting for them.

Joanne and Jack sighed and went inside to warm up. Now, who knows how long they will have to wait to have the DNA tests redone.

*******442 words*******

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: Calling #writephoto


Thursday photo prompt: Calling #writephoto

 

For visually challenged writers, the image shows the dark silhouette of a cliff and against a calm sea and a sun-gold horizon.

This is the continuation of John and Susan. I have decided to make this a book. Obviously, there will be a different start and even changes to the chapters and names. I will take this to a certain point to keep your attention while I can, but like the other week when I had to break into this story because the picture didn’t work, it may end at any time although I will try to give you a gist of the story. 

DNA Testing

By Teresa Smeigh 2019

The testing had taken a lot of time, especially since they had retested just in case there was a mix-up. They wanted to make sure the testing was correct and to find some answers.

Next up was the blood work for the DNA testing. The doctor took a moment to explain that they can use a cheek swab instead of a blood test. Both boys brightened up at that. Neither liked blood work.

Both boys definitely had two kidneys, so now they needed to make sure the boys were theirs. Neither one of them remembers another set of twins being born at the same time, so this was an important test. If the hospital switched the boys with another set of twins,, this situation will become much more emotional.  Both Jack and Joanne loved their boys and thought of them as their boys. What would they do if they were actually someone else’s children?

“Hey, it’s snowing,” Oliver burst out. “Look at that view!” Just then, a stag walked into the view of the picture window.

“This is the first snowstorm of the year,” Joanne blurted out!

The nurse called them all together and set out the tray with the cheek swabs. She carefully checked all four of them and labeled each of their swabs. “It will take 24 to 72 hours for the results to come back,” the nurse informed them. “Give us a call if you haven’t heard from us in 72 hours.”

“It takes that long to get the results,” Jack asked her? “Isn’t there a way to hurry things up. We are all kind of anxious about the results.”

“Sir, everyone is in a hurry. You will just have to wait your turn. You’re done here for now.”

“Let’s go now, boys. Joanne, how deep is the snow? Is it deep enough to sled on? Do you have sleds we can use?”

“Yes, I have a supply of sleds. The kids like the hills around my house for sledding, so I make sure I have plenty so more than one kid can go sledding at a time. The neighborhood kids are probably already there waiting for Oliver and John.”

*******363 words*******

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: Stillness #writephoto


Thursday photo prompt: Stillness #writephoto

 

For visually challenged writers, the image shows the dark silhouette of a cliff and against a calm sea and a sun-gold horizon.

This is the continuation of John and Susan. I have decided to make this a book. Obviously, there will be a different start and even changes to the chapters and names. I will take this to a certain point to keep your attention while I can, but like the other week when I had to break into this story because the picture didn’t work, it may end at any time although I will try to give you a gist of the story. 

One Kidney or Two

By Teresa Smeigh 2019

One Kidney or Two?

As the four of them were driving to the hospital to have the tests done they admired the scenery as much as possible. Anything to get their minds off the upcoming tests. Jack drove them along the coast road following Joanne’s directions. The sun was just coming up out over the horizon. The stillness of the water was calming, and all of them tried to take their minds off of the expected test results.

“Joanne, do you have your copies of all the records from the pregnancy and births,” Jack asked bringing them back to the problems at present.

“Yes, and do you have all the records from Oliver’s recent injury showing the two kidneys?”

“Yes, Joanne, I do, and now we will know for sure with today’s ultrasounds.”

“I can’t believe this mix-up happened. When the doctor explained what had happened to Oliver’s kidney before his birth. I had hoped the ultrasound was wrong. I know he told us that he could survive with just one kidney, but it would be rough on him. We never did quite figure out why it happened. Maternal diabetes wasn’t the issue. And I am certainly not obese, nor did I smoke or drink or use illegal drugs. What does concern me is the years exposed to that heavy-duty cleaner your mom made me apply to her floors when I scrubbed them.”

“If John is the one with just one kidney, he could have injured the remaining kidney playing football. And we had no way of knowing that. I don’t blame you, I blame that darn hospital.”

“Oh Jack, I am so frightened. And John will be so disappointed if he has to stop playing sports. I know Oliver has missed out entirely on playing sports of any kind, and we thought we were protecting him, and all along, he could have played sports if he wanted too.”

“Mr. and Mrs. Wright,” the receptionist called.

All four rose at once and headed to the treatment room. They had decided to stay in each other’s sight as much as possible to make sure there weren’t any more mix-ups. They decided to start with Oliver since it had been determined by recent testing that he had two kidneys, and he was supposed to have one. The tests showed what they knew. He had two kidneys.

John went next, and suddenly there was yelling going on. John’s ultrasound also showed two kidneys. Now mass confusion reigned. How could he have two kidneys also?

Jack tried to calm everyone down and had the technician rerun both boys. It was found that both boys definitely had two kidneys each.

“Jack, what does this mean,” Joanne asked while both boys stood there with their mouths open and not knowing what to say. Jack turned to the technician and asked to speak to the doctor. Once the doctor was in the room, he attempted to explain to them that it was possible for the kidney to regenerate in certain circumstances. “The kidney has the potential to grow back or repair itself provided that the damage is not too severe, and the organ’s structure has not been destroyed,” he said. “I don’t know what happened here since the only records you have are from before the birth. Sometime after that, the kidney either regenerated or you have another couple’s twins, which would be even more complicated than just getting the two boys mixed up due to a missing kidney before birth.”

“I suggest DNA testing on all of us to make sure it is just a regenerated kidney and not switched twins. Although I don’t remember two sets of twins being born when these two were born,” Jack said.

“Me either,” Joanne agreed.

“Okay next step is DNA testing for all.” Seeing the look on the boy’s faces, “It is just bloodwork,” she explained to the boys.

*******650 words*******

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: Copper #writephoto


Thursday photo prompt: Copper #writephoto

 

For visually challenged writers, the image shows a deserted path through the woods, carpeted with the fallen leaves of autumn.

This is the continuation of John and Susan. I have decided to make this a book. Obviously, there will be a different start and even changes to the chapters and names. I will take this to a certain point to keep your attention while I can, but like the other week when I had to break into this story because the picture didn’t work, it may end at any time although I will try to give you a gist of the story. 

Love Me, Love Me Not!

By Teresa Smeigh 2019

“Joanne darling, I never stopped loving you. I have loved you since the day I first saw you on your knees washing my mom’s bedroom floor, and as much as I have tried to forget you and John, I just couldn’t. You are my family, and always will be.”

“I hope you can forgive me for running off with Priscilla, but I thought she would help me forget you and help me raise Oliver since she already had a young child. I hoped she would help me get on with my life, but it just didn’t happen. The longer I knew her, the more I detested her. She knew I was a prince, and I think she thought she would live like a princess, but she didn’t get that I was no longer interested in living that way. I wanted a simple life with you, the woman of my dreams. I will never forget the day we met, and you looked up at me from your spot on the floor. You didn’t swoon the way most women do, and that was when I knew you were the woman for me.”

“Jack, you are the man for me. I was not looking for a prince. I never wanted to be a princess, and when we decided to get married and live a simple life, I was ecstatic. When you chose to leave me for Priscilla, I was heartbroken. I knew we were separating, each with a boy, for a while, but I thought that was temporary. Hey, where are the boys?”

They headed into the family room and found the boys talking and staring out the window at the autumn trees in many colors, including a copper color. Temperatures will be falling, and football season was starting. John would have to make his decision if he wants to continue playing since finding out he was really Oliver. Also, a decision will have to be made as to whether the boys should keep the names they have now or change to fit their birth x-rays and scans.

“You know Jack, I think we should have both boys tested at the same time and make sure that the correct records are with each. Maybe other mistakes were made. What do you think, boys?”

Oliver said, “I want to keep my name, and I think John should keep his. We have lived most of our childhoods with these names. I agree with you and think we should have medical tests to make sure which of us is which. What do you think, John?”

“I agree, too.”

They made arrangements to meet tomorrow and get the tests run and to continue talking about their future lives.

*******451 words*******

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: Harbinger #writephoto


Thursday photo prompt: Harbinger #writephoto

 

For visually challenged writers, the image shows an odd and ancient-looking magpie with milky eyes and one wing folded over his back, almost like a cloak.

This is the continuation of John and Susan. I have decided to make this a book. Obviously, there will be a different start and even changes to the chapters and names. I will take this to a certain point to keep your attention while I can, but like the other week when I had to break into this story because the picture didn’t work, it may end at any time although I will try to give you a gist of the story. 

History Continues

By Teresa Smeigh 2019

Jack wondered how much of this story he should tell the boys and even Joanne. Although he came over here searching for her, she wasn’t easy to find although she did keep his last name. He was concerned with how everyone would take this.

He thought about whether he should continue with the boys in the room. His gaze wandered out the window, and he saw an odd and ancient-looking magpie with milky eyes, a harbinger of things to come.

Taking a deep breath, he continued. They had a right to know.

“Here’s the thing. I raised the boy I thought was Oliver and Joanne supposedly had John,” Jack said.

“Wait a minute supposedly I had John? That was the plan.”

“I know it was, but what we didn’t realize was that there was a screw-up at the hospital when they were born, and we each got the opposite baby. I have John, and you have Oliver.”

“How can this be?” Joanne asked, becoming increasingly upset, and she glanced at the boys. Both were staring silently at their parents. “How did you find out, Jack?”

“Well, we know that Oliver was born with one kidney. I have worked to make sure that he avoids most sports to protect the one kidney. Last month he got injured at school playing games, and when we had the tests, I was astonished to see that he had two kidneys. I had them repeat the tests. He definitely has two kidneys.”

“But I have let John play whatever sports he wanted as I had no idea he had only one kidney. He is a fantastic football player, and now he can’t play due to a hospital mixup? I know he is upset right now and I have to say I am too.”

“He doesn’t have to stop unless he wants to. As long as he understands the dangers, he can make the decision to play if he chooses. He is almost an adult.”

“Is that why you came here?”

“Actually no, it isn’t the only reason. I convinced myself that I loved Priscilla and asked you for a divorce, but I haven’t stopped loving you. Every now and then I would hire a detective to look for you, but it wasn’t until John started excelling at sports that you showed up in the searches by my detective.”

“You love me, still?”

*******397 words*******

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: Murmur #writephoto


Thursday photo prompt: Murmur #writephoto

 

For visually challenged writers, the image shows dark clouds and bare trees against a fiery sunset, with a murmration of starlings creating a cloud of their own.

This is the continuation of John and Susan. I have decided to make this a book. Obviously, there will be a different start and even changes to the chapters and names. I will take this to a certain point to keep your attention while I can, but like the other week when I had to break into this story because the picture didn’t work, it may end at any time although I will try to give you a gist of the story. 

The Story Starts To Unfold

By Teresa Smeigh 2019

Joanne’s mind started to wander as she listened to the murmur of voices, especially Jack’s. She looked out at the most spectacular sunset. It was beautiful.

Joanne brought her mind back to the story. He was telling them how he met her. She had been on her knees in his mother’s room cleaning the floors. His mother insisted they be cleaned on Joanne’s knees. She squinted up at him while she continued to clean.

He sought her out when she wasn’t working, and his mother was nowhere around. They talked. She was from England, so she knew he was married already, so she was leery of running into his wife.

Conscious of their ages, he told the story for younger teens. They began seeing each other whenever they could, avoiding his mother and wife. For the most part, he was cheating on his wife. One day Joanne told him she was pregnant. They had a choice to make. Should he divorce his wife but not tell her why? He married Joanne, and they found out they were having twins. Now he either had to tell his wife, Princess Isabella the story or he and Joanne had to move away, but separate, each taking one of the twins with them. They married before the births of the twins.

Joanne had her heart set on moving to the United States of America. She took John and headed to America. Jack took Oliver and moved over to England and found a charming little town to live in. He met a woman, Priscilla, so he told Joanne that he wanted a divorce so he could marry Priscilla.

Joanne was heartbroken as she never got over Jack, but she signed the paperwork, and he got married before Oliver was three years old. Oliver didn’t remember Joanne. Priscilla was his mom even though she was his step-mom.

They never contacted each other again, and slowly Joanne got over Jack, or so she thought. Until today. She can’t believe she fainted when she saw her two sons together.

*******341 words*******

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: Reaching #writephoto


Thursday photo prompt: Reaching #writephoto

 

For visually challenged writers, the image shows a barren landscape against the shadows of distant hills. Bare branches reach towards each other, framing the scene, while shafts of light stream through a golden window in the dark, cloudy skies.

This is the continuation of John and Susan. I have decided to make this a book. Obviously, there will be a different start and even changes to the chapters. I will take this to a certain point to keep your attention while I can, but like the other week when I had to break into this story because the picture didn’t work, it may end at any time although I will try to give you a gist of the story. 

The Kids Await The Answers

By Teresa Smeigh 2019

The kids got tired of the stone steps in the rocks, and Oliver refused to go down them, so they decided to go back to their usual haunt. On the way, they passed a sight that showed a view of the sun going down and reaching down from the sky and revealing the barren area in the distance. The kids hurried back to Marshall Pond sure that that was where their parents would look for them.

Everyone was on edge wondering what the story would be. John and Oliver were especially upset as it seemed their parents had pulled quite a stunt and that they were definitely related and most likely twins. Everyone kept telling them they looked like twins, and they certainly looked like the picture each saw in the mirror.

Eventually, both parents arrived and told the gathered children that they needed to talk to their children alone. The others headed for home with a promise of the whole story the next day.

Taking the boys back to JoAnne’s house, everyone tried to calm themselves for this story that had been a long time coming since the boys were already 16 years old. JoAnne made everyone hot chocolate as the nights were getting cooler and she hoped to calm down this situation.

“Well?” both boys prompted getting tired of waiting.

Jack cleared his throat in preparation of starting the story. JoAnne just sat there with a worried look on her face. “Listen to me you two, we always tried to do what we thought was best for the two of you. This could very quickly have turned out that John ended up with me, and Oliver with JoAnne.

As you have probably guessed by now, you two are twins and JoAnne, and I are your parents. What you don’t know and what makes this story all the more unbelievable is that I am a prince and JoAnne was the head maid for the Queen. We couldn’t be seen together, especially once her pregnancy became pronounced. This meant sneaking around to be able to see one another.

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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/

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