MY WILD IRISH ROSE
My 11th Fiction Novel is live on Kindle tonight
Boston 1908
Samantha’s
Journey
The
dreadful morning started as her nanny headed down to get the lunch tray. Samantha acknowledged the cool softness of
the cut glass knob as she opened her bedroom door with both hands and peeked
out into the hallway. As she leaned on
the banister on her tippy toes trying to listen to the voices coming from the
library, she wondered what her father was doing but the words made no sense. Samantha walked quietly down to her father’s
room and put her hand on the doorknob when it suddenly opened making her fall
back tangled in her gown.
Her father looked at her briefly as
his eyes went from anger to sheer sadness.
He bent over and picked her up taking her back to her room as the nanny
came up the staircase with the tray. He
went back down to the library as his banker and law partner sat working on the details
of the documents.
Weary of life but unable to change
fate, Theo Danley at the end of an exhausting day climbed the stairs a man on
his deathbed. He opened his daughter’s
door and looked across the room. Her
dollhouse was sitting on the floor with the little people tucked into their
beds, all of her dolls were lined up on the shelves dressed in their best
dresses and bonnets and her books were stacked on her table with her favorite
on top. The room was frilly and romantic
as only a little girl’s room could be.
He walked over to the window seat and sat down watching her. She was dressed in black satin and was
hugging her little brown bear. Her shoes
had dropped on the floor haphazardly and still buckled. Samantha’s little silk socks were askew and
partway off. Her long lashes rested
against her cheeks and her little lips pursed just like her mother’s.
Theo struggled with what would
happen to her and where she would go in life.
He stood up and slid his arms under her as Mr. Boo fell away. Samantha’s eyes fluttered as she looked into
her father’s. “Daddy, get Mr. Boo.”
“I will darling. It’s time to go to sleep.” Theo walked over to her big bed and crouched
down as she sat on the edge just barely awake as he undressed her.
“Daddy.”
“What sweetheart.”
“Mr. Boo and I wished upon a star
that you would be happy again. Do you
think God will grant my wish daddy?”
“Shhh…” Theo pulled back the covers before he walked
over and picked up the bear tucking them both into bed.
“Daddy.”
“What darling?”
“I love you so much that my little
heart can’t hold it all.”
Theo kissed her forehead and
smiled. “And no man will ever love you
as much as I do.”
As the sun rose, Samantha was put
into the carriage with her nanny as her father stood in his library
watching. She turned to him and waved
throwing him a kiss. He caught it and
slipped it into his pocket as the tears ran down his cheeks.
Barb
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