Dear Lovely Readers,
Thank you for reading my blog. I am still working through my story so I wanted to share it with you. However, I have decided I need to go back and do some correcting. I know grammar is not my biggest talent, but beyond that I need to make some historical corrections. Also the more I plot and write my story I have become less satisfied with my title. So I hope to get through these corrections and start sharing my story again. I do so love sharing it as it gives me inspiration to continue writing.
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Daphne and
Mattie followed Parker up the back stair case from the kitchen to the third
floor. Mattie was puzzled where they were going to find dresses for her and
Daphne for Lady Welford only had one son. Amongst the splendor of Cranston
Court Mattie began to feel the shabbiness of their attire even if they didn't
have any mud stains on them. She felt certain that she would never fit into the
grandness of a place in this and she felt certain that whatever she did would
bring shame to Lady Welford, and she did not want to do that after all Lady
Welford was already being so generous to them. Even Daphne who far outweighed
Mattie in beauty looked a bit faded against the grandeur of Cranston. After
passing through a long corridor that took them to the end of the house and into
a wing that was barely touched, Parker stopped at a door.
He didn't open the door but spoke in
hushed by very firm voice. "This was my sister, Aurora's room. I am sure
my mother, Lady Welford, would like it to be left they way you found it. Get
dressed quickly. Food will be in the nursery shortly."
When Parker opened the room, the
creamy pink color that covered the wall almost made it shine against the dark
interior of the hall. The room was so dainty
and sweet with comforter, the curtains, and the pillow all matching in a
cheery flower print. Mattie quickly noticed the little doll with curly brown
ringlets sitting in a high chair in the corner with a bassinet in the middle of
the room all the perfect size for the doll. And in the bassinet there was light
pink blanket that matched the colors of the with the initials APW stitched on
it. The one thing Mattie noticed the most was the lack of dust, which seemed
astonishing for the corridor looked as if no one ever touched this part of the
house. Everything though in this room looked as if it had been cleaned all the
time.
"Mathilda! Don't touch
anything," Daphne snapped at her as she was staring at the doll.
For the story to be accurate it must
be noted that even though no one was listening the girls spoke in a whisper as
if someone was.
"I wasn't, I was just looking.
Don't you find it a bit curious that we have known the Welford family all our
lives, at least Parker, and we have never heard of this Aurora Welford. I
always thought Parker was an only child."
"No Mattie, it was not curious
at all. You only make things curious because you don't occupy your time with
more important things. You read too many novels and it has affected your
sensibilities. Now we have to find something to wear, we don't want to keep
them waiting."
Mattie didn't care what Daphne said
she still found the revelation of an unknown daughter rather mysterious. She had
thousands of questions and though she wanted to ask them all at once she felt
it would not be appropriate to ask any further. It was clearly kept a secret,
for an unknown reason, and Mattie felt asking them would bring humiliation to
Parker and through him Lady Welford and Mattie did not want that.
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