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~*~* Savannah and The Captain~*~*........*KyBluebird* |
~*~*Savannah….and The Captain*~*~ Chapter I
Savannah Weston bowed her head in silent prayer as The Pastor read the ulogy for her Long time friend and employer Jeremiah Douglas…whom had succumbed to injuries he had sustained in an automobile accident one month ago when his car suddenly and unexplainably left the roadside at Stony Cliffs near Bleu River.
A Sad time for the employees at Dupreiz, Pronounced (Do-Praise), Douglas, Woodard. The Family and Friends of Jeremiah, gathered at his home on Lakeshore Drive after the Sad Yet Somehow Comforting Memorial Service. While some Comforted and Consoled his 76 year old Widow; Anne and they’re only Son Michael.
The Older, long-time employees, reminisced of the days when a Young Handsome Daring Jeremiah took Chances and Gambled with Fate. The Family-Owned business dating back as far as the 1800’s , began as a family of ship builders, when a Brother of Leona Dupreiz-Douglas A Great, Great, Great, Grandmother to Jeremiah sailed from The West Indies During a Hurricane.
Sebastian Anton Dupreiz; The Captain of The Isabella the 4- Masted Clipper Christened after They’re Mother Isabella O’Keefe. It was said they were of Scotch, Irish Descent.. Sebastian; a Seasoned Builder and Sailor; began what would become Dupreiz, Douglas, Woodard,…
When, during the biggest storm of the century, Sebastian Dupreiz’ Ship caught in a gale just off The Horn,, never seen again, all assumed, sadly he went down with his Beautiful ship.
Savannah, offered her Condolences to Anne Douglas and spoke briefly to her son; Michael. When Elana Wellington came up behind her, placing her arm around Savannah’s waist. Elana had been employed with Dupreiz, Douglas and Woodard as they’re personal Secretary for over 30 years.
She was a tall slender woman with short cropped dark hair with signs of graying at her temples, a pleasant woman, kindness shown in her dark blue eyes. Anne was sitting on the soft rose-colored sofa beside Savannah and Elana, Anne reached out and touched Savannah‘s arm. “Savannah” Anne Spoke beside her. “Jeremy, would want You to have his mahogany desk. Savannah was surprised. “Anne“, Savannah exclaimed. “ That desk has been in Jeremiah’s family for generations, I Cannot accept it.”
Savannah knew the Beautiful Old desk had to be worth a fortune. Elana smiled. “Savannah, Anne wants You to have the desk, she knew Jeremiah loved You as a Daughter, he would want you to have it.” Anne hugged Savannah. “ Honey, please take it.” Savannah was speechless, yet she knew to decline this wonderful woman’s generous offer would be insult. Savannah, smiled and hugged Anne Douglas, all in the room had become silent as they were listening to the exchange between the “Baroness” as Jeremiah had fondly referred to his wife and his Young Protégé .
The night winds were blowing in from the South as Savannah opened the French doors to her bedroom, overlooking the Bleu River below. The Mahogany Desk had arrived a few days ago, as delivery men brought it to Savannah’s modest French-style Chateau.
Savannah decided the Beautiful desk with its massive size would look well in the sitting room just off from her bedroom, where she could view the river while she sat at the desk and composed letters of business or personal. As she sat out on the terrace, she watched as seagulls played upon the water, thinking the Contracting Firm would be an empty lonely place without Jeremiah, there.
When, an aroma permeated the air….Savannah thought it more than a little unusual. As she glanced down upon another Chateau’ just beyond the trees. Her home and property were Private with a Gate ,there was only another home located here, it belonged to the Davenports from New York, they came here to Maine during the Summer months, for much needed relaxation from an extremely busy lifestyle.
Once again, Savannah caught the aroma,, trying to decide where this was coming from,, it dawned on her, the culprit. Her uncle Stephen had smoked a pipe. The pipes; she thought having a very distinct aroma. His was a smell of pine trees and the forest, this aroma almost smelled of cherry and sandalwood. Savannah got up from her lounge chair and looked out over the river…again the smell of cherry wafted through the air. Strange, she thought.
She went in to prepare for bed and the long day she and the others would have tomorrow….. Turning out the light, she slid under the cool crisp sheets. As she was dozing off, she again thought she smelled the lingering scent of cherry and sandalwood…she smiled…then turning over she drifted off to sleep….
To be Continued…….
*wink*
Have a Great weekend, USM!!!!!
Keep a Rainbow in Your Pocket and a Smile in Your Heart
*Blue* |
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| Alias | Date | Reply |
| Rawhide |
4/22/2005 8:49:00 PM |
Great start keep it up... |
| Hagatha |
4/22/2005 9:07:00 PM |
Eerie story. |
| ky_bluebird |
4/24/2005 2:33:00 PM |
Thank You Rawhide!!!...I'm Glad You've enjoyed the First Chapter...lol...I Hope to Finish "Time Walker" as soon as I Can!!...I'll message You when I have the 2nd Chapter posted......I hope You enjoyed it, Penny Sis.....Thanks...to You both,, Have a Great week!...T/C |
| Garbage |
5/22/2005 7:14:00 AM |
I'm hooked! Glad I waited though, now I can go right to part 2, |
| ky_bluebird |
5/22/2005 8:20:00 AM |
Hi!! Garbage!! I am Happy You are Liking this....I had thought about not posting any more of it, that maybe it was kinda boring or old fashioned and every one just didn't want to hurt my feelings..If You truly like it I will continue posting it!...~HUGS~....T/C |
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