Okay so this is the first time i have written anything for downton. I'm a little nervous...but ya know! I do not own any of this, and i will put them back safely when i am done. we will see how this goes!
Elsie Hughes was upset. This was the first time in 19 years that she would not be able to take her vacation during the week of April 16th. She went to Scotland to visit two people that were so very dear to her. One of those people being her younger sister Moira, whose birthday happened to fall on the 14th. Her trip however this year was however yanked out from under her, by the blessed Lady Mary, who suddenly wanted to host a lavish party. Of course it came as a last minute thing. And now she is stuck here when by all rights she should be on a train to Argyle. It will be a long day of planning tomorrow and she has already sent the telegram to her sister informing her that she will not be able to come this year. Now all that is left is to go to bed so she can wake early tomorrow.
"Goodnight Mr. Carson," she says as she heads up the stairs.
"Do you want to share a cup of tea with me before bed Mrs. Hughes?" he asks hopefully.
"Not tonight. I have an early start so I can work on this party set for Wednesday evening."
"Oh. Right you are. Everything must be perfect for this event. I trust everything is going smoothly?"
"As smoothly as it can, being told so last minute…Well I'm off then. Goodnight."
He mumbles a goodnight to her fleeting form, and watches her ascend to the attics. He knows she is upset about something, and knows that it must be about her annual trip that is always scheduled for about this time of year. Ever since that period 19 years ago, when her sister was deathly sick and Elsie had gone and nursed her back to health for a long six months, she had taken the same week off. She never talks about what happened to her sister, he just knows that she was different when she came back. He guessed almost loosing a sibling did that to you, not that he would know. He knows that Lady Mary cannot be held at fault but he still feels bad the Elsie had to miss her vacation. He locks up and decides to head up himself. She was right, it will be a long day tomorrow and he will need to be well rested so he can help her all he can.
-C&E-
Beryl Patmore couldn't sleep. It was 3 am and she was lying wide awake. Perhaps, she thought to herself, some tea will do the trick. She put on her dressing gown and headed for the kitchen.
As she put the kettle on she heard a knock at the door.
"Heavens, who could that be at this time of night?" she said to herself, as she pulled her dressing gown tighter and went to open the door.
There standing in front of her as the door swung open was like a ghost of the past. A young woman of about 19 was in front of her with a small bag. She had deep mahogany colored hair that was cut short in a stylish bob. Her stature was petite although she had a subtle hint of feminine curves. Her cheekbones were prominent and she had expressive eyes that were a deep brown. This young woman looked like a carbon copy of a younger Elsie Hughes. All except the eyes. Which looked very familiar, though she wouldn't dwell on that for now.
"Who might you be, and why are you here." Beryl asked gruffly. No need to show how shocked she was.
A slight Scottish brogue answered her back ,"I am here to see Elsie Hughes."
"Well that's the answer to the second question, I still don't know who you are…"
"My name is Elinor Hughes."
let me know what you think...if i should continue or not... thanks!
Samantha