Just a progress report with a little twist to it, folks. :) I got Ms Offee's permission to post excerpts of the parts of one of my goals here. The complete versions will go to her and her sister for judging.
Official Contest Entry Progress Report #1: Prologue
“Auntie, would you please tell me a bedtime story?”
The kindly old lady adjusted the glasses perched on the bridge of her nose and smiled at her grandniece. Little Pauline was hopping up and down excitedly on the bed, just like her mother used to do at that tender age.
“Of course I will, hon,” the old lady said. “We can’t have a night without a bedtime story, now can we?”
“Yay!” the girl cheered. “Let me get your story book for you, Auntie!”
Pauline turned to the wooden drawer beside her bed. A thick, leather-bound volume lay on top of it. She extended a hand toward it, but stopped several feet short of actually grasping the book, her brow furrowed in concentration.
Moments later, the story book rose into the air, held aloft by some invisible force. It floated steadily toward the little girl’s hand. She caught the book and proudly handed it to her aunt.
“Thank you, my dear,” her aunt said, setting the heavy volume aside on one corner of the bed. “But we won’t need this tonight.”
The little girl blinked in confusion. “Aww. How come, Auntie?”
The old woman rolled her wheelchair up to the side of her granddaughter’s bed. “Because I have a very special story to tell you.”
“Oh!” Pauline plopped down on the bed, pulled the covers up to her waist, and drew her knees up. She wrapped her arms around her legs, rested her chin on her knees and waited expectantly.
“I haven’t told this story to anyone else,” the aunt said with a twinkle in her eye. “So listen carefully, all right?”
The child's eyes widened. “What’s it about?”
“It’s about some very, very brave people who made a difference in my life and in the lives of others.”
“Cool!” Pauline beamed. “Who are they?”
“Patience, my dear. I’m getting to that.” She took her reading glasses off, carefully folded them, and set them on top of the book.
“If you won’t need the book, then how do you know the story, Auntie?” the persistent child inquired.
The old woman tapped her temple with her index finger. ‘The story is right here, sweetie,” she said. “And here as well.” She pointed to the middle of her chest.
“Someone told it to you?” Pauline raised a curious brow. “Did you make it up?”
The aunt shook her head. “No one told it to me, my dear. This story is completely true. I saw it with my own eyes a long time ago…”
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