WEP: A Hard Rain's Gonna Fall
uietly sneaking in an extra post... This is my first time participating in a Write...Edit...Publish challenge in four years! My last posting was on the theme Change of Heart . I really enjoy writing to prompts, and when I saw this one on Hilary's blog , I really wanted to try it. This is from the sequel I'm currently drafting for Christianne and Rory's story. Here they are preparing for the funeral of Mairi, Rory (and his brother Angus)'s grandmother. I could maybe tell you who's who, but I guess all the connections aren't too important in such a short snip. The morning was nothing but endless scurrying and phoning and calling out to each other from opposite ends of the house. A fair amount of ironing seemed to be required. He hadn't even known they had an iron, much less how to use one. He left mother and daughter at the house and brought his kit over to the inn, where Spencer was getting underfoot. He and Angus distracted him with kiltin...