It had been 6 years since the cattle station had seen rain.
"Gday Jack," Kelton said
"Gday Kel," Jack answered, handing him the mail sack.
"Is it in there?" Kelton asked.
Jack nodded his head.
Kelton Dunn had lived and worked on Arnela Cattle Station all his life. It had been in his family for generations.
Jilly was an old lady now and she had lived a full life.
Her memories as strong as the day they had happened.
The day she married Henry, the years they worked side by side and the day he died.
Her children, all 6 of them. Kelton, Flynn, Henry, Charlotte, Meredith and Lillian.
Jilly also remembered the promise she made with her sister, they both would live to be 100 in honour of their grandmother. Emily didn't get the chance to keep her promise, taken in the floods of '76.
Jilly held the parcel in her old worn hands.
She had waited along time for this. Now it had arrived it didn't seem to matter as much.
What mattered were the smiling faces that surrounded her.
The day of Jilly's funeral, her children open and read what arrived in that parcel.
They hugged and comforted each other as tears fell on the royal paper were The Queen of England had signed her name.
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Your writing is getting better and better every day, Julie.
ReplyDeleteYou are becoming more daring and trying genre's and styles that are new to you.
You are inspirational and dedicated.
How bazaar that we have both used two names the same for characters in our writing - Henry and Lilian (I used Lilly).
Mxx
Oh I like this one - the suspense was great and I kept trying to work out what could be in the parcel - I didn't even guess by the time I got to it lol
ReplyDeleteThanks Megan and MG,
ReplyDeleteIt was rather challenging, I knew what I wanted to write I just couldn't find the words. The final draft is 10 drafts old, not bad I thought.
:)