Best Wishes, G, Champagne Challenge #159
Posted: Sun Sep 21, 2014 6:50 am
Title: Best Wishes
Rating: G
Disclaimer: I do not own Moonlight, nor am I making any money from this, though I'm certainly having fun playing with the characters. No infringement intended.
Warnings: None in this one.
Summary: She never did figure out what had bothered her father so much about the man she’d talked to at her wedding.
A/N: Written for Champagne Challenge #159: Seven Lines, Seven Sentences. I wound up inspired to explore a little more about the St.John family, and Mick's brother, Andrew.
If you want to read more about Andrew, he's in my other seven-sentence fic, Elegy, and he's also mentioned in my older one-shot, Blood Ties. Lisa, Andrew's daughter, appears again in Namesake.
The third sentence in this fic is a long sentence, lol, but it's grammatically correct.
As always, I thank my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ who is the source of all inspiration.
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Best Wishes
1969
“Congratulations, Lisa,” someone said behind her, the words soft.
“Thank you,” she answered warmly, turning her head to see who had spoken - she couldn’t quite place his voice, though it was somehow familiar - but the edge of her wedding veil blocked her view, shrouding the man in a haze of gauzy white.
She smiled apologetically and pushed the veil aside, but by the time she’d done so, the man was already walking away, weaving through the crowd towards the doors of the church; Lisa frowned in disappointment, and that frown only deepened when she spotted her father standing nearby - no one would have denied that Andrew St. John looked pale as his gaze followed the man’s retreating figure.
“Dad, what is it?”
“It’s…it’s nothing, I promise - I guess I just can’t help thinking about your Uncle Mick today, that’s all.”
“I wish that I remembered him better…and that he could have been here.”
“Yeah,” her father agreed slowly, still staring in the direction that the man had gone, “yeah, me too.”
Fin
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A/N: I hope you enjoyed it and please let me know what you think!
-Laughter
Rating: G
Disclaimer: I do not own Moonlight, nor am I making any money from this, though I'm certainly having fun playing with the characters. No infringement intended.
Warnings: None in this one.
Summary: She never did figure out what had bothered her father so much about the man she’d talked to at her wedding.
A/N: Written for Champagne Challenge #159: Seven Lines, Seven Sentences. I wound up inspired to explore a little more about the St.John family, and Mick's brother, Andrew.
If you want to read more about Andrew, he's in my other seven-sentence fic, Elegy, and he's also mentioned in my older one-shot, Blood Ties. Lisa, Andrew's daughter, appears again in Namesake.The third sentence in this fic is a long sentence, lol, but it's grammatically correct.
As always, I thank my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ who is the source of all inspiration.
~*~*~*~*~
Best Wishes
1969
“Congratulations, Lisa,” someone said behind her, the words soft.
“Thank you,” she answered warmly, turning her head to see who had spoken - she couldn’t quite place his voice, though it was somehow familiar - but the edge of her wedding veil blocked her view, shrouding the man in a haze of gauzy white.
She smiled apologetically and pushed the veil aside, but by the time she’d done so, the man was already walking away, weaving through the crowd towards the doors of the church; Lisa frowned in disappointment, and that frown only deepened when she spotted her father standing nearby - no one would have denied that Andrew St. John looked pale as his gaze followed the man’s retreating figure.
“Dad, what is it?”
“It’s…it’s nothing, I promise - I guess I just can’t help thinking about your Uncle Mick today, that’s all.”
“I wish that I remembered him better…and that he could have been here.”
“Yeah,” her father agreed slowly, still staring in the direction that the man had gone, “yeah, me too.”
Fin
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A/N: I hope you enjoyed it and please let me know what you think!
-Laughter
Thanks, Laughter! 