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#51
Mundane Topics / Re: Re: Continue the thread
Last post by RefMom3 - August 25, 2026, 07:44:19 PMHours after waking in the morning, I still don't know what to make for dinner.
#52
Mundane Topics / Re: Answer my question with a ...
Last post by RefMom3 - August 25, 2026, 07:42:24 PMIs retired behavior different than vacation behavior?
#53
Mundane Topics / Re: Re: Two words!
Last post by RefMom3 - August 25, 2026, 07:41:13 PMgame face
#54
Mundane Topics / Re: Extra Words for Threads [T...
Last post by RefMom3 - August 25, 2026, 07:40:22 PMDefinitely a lot to cope with; wishing you and your family strength now. Hugs, laedyfaire
#55
Port of Call / Re: EL LOBO DEL MAR
Last post by Welsh Wench - August 21, 2026, 07:49:41 PMJack paced nervously back and forth in the parlour. Even down there, he could hear the anguished cries and screams of Honour. She had been in labor for the better part of the day.
Duckie was up there with her, and he knew she could not be in better hands.
Renee frowned, "Jack would you please settle down and stop pacing? You will wear out the floor. I am sure it won't be long now. The pains come close at the end."
"Yes, but should it take this long? And why is she screaming so much?"
Renee shook her head. "I don't know much about birthing so I can't really say. All I know is that it is a painful process but women forget the pain once the baby is born and they would do it all over again."
"I am glad Zara is over at Mrs. Avery's. She doesn't have to hear all this."
Within the half hour, Duckie emerged from the bedroom and came down the stairs. His face was careworn and his eyes were filling with tears.
Quietly he said, "Jack...Jack, I don't know what to say."
He jumped up and grabbed Duckie by the shoulders. "What...what are you saying? She's alright, isn't she? Both she and the baby?"
He shook his head. "Megan is up there with her. Jack, we lost the baby."
Jack stood there dumbfounded. "How...how is that possible? Honour is so healthy."
"Something went wrong, Jack. The baby was perfect. A perfectly formed baby boy and beautiful. But..."
"But...what? What? I need to go up to Honour."
Duckie wiped the tears off his face. He whispered, "Jack, I did all I could. But when Honour was giving birth, something tore inside her."
"Well, fix it, FIX IT! You're the doctor"
"It's not as easy as that. She has lost a lot of blood. I—I couldn't stop it."
Jack took the stairs two at a time and opened the bedroom door to a scene he never imagined he would see. Megan sat next to Honour, crying.
Honour lay in the bloody sheets. Her face was sweaty and she was pale. He reached to hold her hand.
Weakly, she said, "I am so sorry, Jack. So sorry. The baby....the baby is dead. Duckie let me hold him right before he passed. He was so beautiful...so perfect."
"Don't think about that now, Honour. You need to get well. You need your rest."
Megan looked up and couldn't even get the words out.
Honour whispered, "Take care of Zara. Please. Don't let her forget me. I had Megan take my silver chain off and please give it to her. I am so sorry...I don't want to leave you. But you and Zara...take care of each other. And know that with my last breath that I love you. I love...."
But Honour spoke no more. She gave one last breath and then she was gone.
Jack shouted, "Honour! Rhiannon! Please don't leave me. Don't leave me!"
Jack stayed in the room for the better part of an hour. He couldn't bring himself to leave Honour except to go over to the cradle that held his baby boy. He felt tears welling up in his eyes again as he stifled a sob. The child was so perfect, wrapped in a blanket.
"Megan, tell Daffyd and Eli to go to the garden and pull up every jasmine bush she had planted. But leave one. Leave it for Zara. So she can go to visit something of her mother. That is where I want Honour buried. Underneath the jasmine she loved so well. And bury her with the child. I..I can't see separating them..."
With a start, Jack sat bolt upright in bed. He was sweating and his face was covered with tears. He couldn't stop shaking.
Honour very sleepily turned to him. "Jack? What is wrong?"
She sat up and he could barely catch his breath.
"A..a nightmare. It seemed so real."
"Do you want to tell me about it?"
He gave a deep breath and willed himself to stop shaking. "I...I can't remember it. Only that it was terrible," he lied.
Honour laid her head against Jack and put her arms around him. "Well, everything is alright now."
He gathered her in his arms and held her tightly. "Honour?"
"Yes, darling?"
"Don't ever leave me."
She kissed him gently on the lips and said, "You know I never will. We have a baby to get!"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Tobago
"Bonita—what you up to?"
Bonita furtively shoved the bones back into her velvet bag. "What it to you?"
Drusilla moved to grab the bag from Bonita but Bonita was faster and held the bag out of Drusilla's reach.
Drusilla narrowed her eyes. "Bonita up to no good. Casting spells where her have no business."
Bonita snapped, "Dat golden-hair child dat Jack Wolfe marry. Her going to have another baby. I t'ink. Well, Bonita send Jack a little surprise."
"You messing wit' t'ings again. Bonita, you is wicked."
Bonita retorted, "Drusilla worry too much. Dese dreams not come to anyt'ing. Just a little something to keep dat bastard on edge. Dese bones cast spells but dey not foretell future for dat man. I always say, clouds and mist surround him and Bonita can never see much wit' him and dat child he marry. I just sense another chil' on de way. Even if not, dis should keep him unsettled. Him deserves it after de way he use and play Bonita."
Drusilla shook her head. "Need to let it go."
"Never! Someday...someday dat man pay for his sins."
She gathered up her bag, kicking the El Lobo sign as she entered the tavern, muttering to herself.
'No power to curse.....but power to make him unsettled. Him deserves it.'
Duckie was up there with her, and he knew she could not be in better hands.
Renee frowned, "Jack would you please settle down and stop pacing? You will wear out the floor. I am sure it won't be long now. The pains come close at the end."
"Yes, but should it take this long? And why is she screaming so much?"
Renee shook her head. "I don't know much about birthing so I can't really say. All I know is that it is a painful process but women forget the pain once the baby is born and they would do it all over again."
"I am glad Zara is over at Mrs. Avery's. She doesn't have to hear all this."
Within the half hour, Duckie emerged from the bedroom and came down the stairs. His face was careworn and his eyes were filling with tears.
Quietly he said, "Jack...Jack, I don't know what to say."
He jumped up and grabbed Duckie by the shoulders. "What...what are you saying? She's alright, isn't she? Both she and the baby?"
He shook his head. "Megan is up there with her. Jack, we lost the baby."
Jack stood there dumbfounded. "How...how is that possible? Honour is so healthy."
"Something went wrong, Jack. The baby was perfect. A perfectly formed baby boy and beautiful. But..."
"But...what? What? I need to go up to Honour."
Duckie wiped the tears off his face. He whispered, "Jack, I did all I could. But when Honour was giving birth, something tore inside her."
"Well, fix it, FIX IT! You're the doctor"
"It's not as easy as that. She has lost a lot of blood. I—I couldn't stop it."
Jack took the stairs two at a time and opened the bedroom door to a scene he never imagined he would see. Megan sat next to Honour, crying.
Honour lay in the bloody sheets. Her face was sweaty and she was pale. He reached to hold her hand.
Weakly, she said, "I am so sorry, Jack. So sorry. The baby....the baby is dead. Duckie let me hold him right before he passed. He was so beautiful...so perfect."
"Don't think about that now, Honour. You need to get well. You need your rest."
Megan looked up and couldn't even get the words out.
Honour whispered, "Take care of Zara. Please. Don't let her forget me. I had Megan take my silver chain off and please give it to her. I am so sorry...I don't want to leave you. But you and Zara...take care of each other. And know that with my last breath that I love you. I love...."
But Honour spoke no more. She gave one last breath and then she was gone.
Jack shouted, "Honour! Rhiannon! Please don't leave me. Don't leave me!"
Jack stayed in the room for the better part of an hour. He couldn't bring himself to leave Honour except to go over to the cradle that held his baby boy. He felt tears welling up in his eyes again as he stifled a sob. The child was so perfect, wrapped in a blanket.
"Megan, tell Daffyd and Eli to go to the garden and pull up every jasmine bush she had planted. But leave one. Leave it for Zara. So she can go to visit something of her mother. That is where I want Honour buried. Underneath the jasmine she loved so well. And bury her with the child. I..I can't see separating them..."
With a start, Jack sat bolt upright in bed. He was sweating and his face was covered with tears. He couldn't stop shaking.
Honour very sleepily turned to him. "Jack? What is wrong?"
She sat up and he could barely catch his breath.
"A..a nightmare. It seemed so real."
"Do you want to tell me about it?"
He gave a deep breath and willed himself to stop shaking. "I...I can't remember it. Only that it was terrible," he lied.
Honour laid her head against Jack and put her arms around him. "Well, everything is alright now."
He gathered her in his arms and held her tightly. "Honour?"
"Yes, darling?"
"Don't ever leave me."
She kissed him gently on the lips and said, "You know I never will. We have a baby to get!"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Tobago
"Bonita—what you up to?"
Bonita furtively shoved the bones back into her velvet bag. "What it to you?"
Drusilla moved to grab the bag from Bonita but Bonita was faster and held the bag out of Drusilla's reach.
Drusilla narrowed her eyes. "Bonita up to no good. Casting spells where her have no business."
Bonita snapped, "Dat golden-hair child dat Jack Wolfe marry. Her going to have another baby. I t'ink. Well, Bonita send Jack a little surprise."
"You messing wit' t'ings again. Bonita, you is wicked."
Bonita retorted, "Drusilla worry too much. Dese dreams not come to anyt'ing. Just a little something to keep dat bastard on edge. Dese bones cast spells but dey not foretell future for dat man. I always say, clouds and mist surround him and Bonita can never see much wit' him and dat child he marry. I just sense another chil' on de way. Even if not, dis should keep him unsettled. Him deserves it after de way he use and play Bonita."
Drusilla shook her head. "Need to let it go."
"Never! Someday...someday dat man pay for his sins."
She gathered up her bag, kicking the El Lobo sign as she entered the tavern, muttering to herself.
'No power to curse.....but power to make him unsettled. Him deserves it.'
#56
Mundane Topics / Re: Answer my question with a ...
Last post by laedyfaire - August 21, 2026, 04:26:56 AMdo we have to behave in retired behavior?
#57
Mundane Topics / Re: Re: Continue the thread
Last post by laedyfaire - August 21, 2026, 04:21:56 AMcompany starts to stink after 3 days or many times 3 hours
#58
Mundane Topics / Re: Extra Words for Threads [T...
Last post by laedyfaire - August 21, 2026, 04:20:10 AMam I here?? Time will tell I suppose....hope all is well with everyone...dealing with hubby being diagnosed with CLL cancer in April. In middle of treatment. Made it to Sterling for half day....home faire is a huge maybe and not just for health issues. Hope you all are enjoying faire time and life...
#59
Mundane Topics / Re: Re: Two words!
Last post by laedyfaire - August 21, 2026, 04:16:42 AMpong game
#60
Mundane Topics / Re: Extra Words for Threads [T...
Last post by KiltedPrivateer - August 20, 2026, 07:23:52 AMCome on RF, you can do it! Don't give up yet!