This is a new challenge from DB McNichol which I thought I’d check out.
So much for a short cut.
Short of breath, her feet hurt, her back ached, and her legs were growing stiffer by the step.
The cobbled pathway didn’t help as every so often her stick would lose traction on the surface and she was lucky she didn’t fall.
It was a relief to see a chair up ahead, and gratefully she sank into it.
‘Oi! What do you think you’re doing?’ came a gruff voice from inside the cottage.
The old man who came bustling out was ready to give her a right talking to, but stopped dead in his tracks.
‘Edie?’ he asked tentatively.
She turned and pushed her glasses up her nose to focus on the speaker.
‘Joshua! What a surprise! I didn’t know you lived here. How long has it been?’
‘At least forty years! Come in. Come in! I’ll make tea! How wonderful……….’
Six months later their respective children and their families were all smiles as they posed for photographs with the bride and groom, the new Mr and Mrs Joshua Joiner.