This is what you get when I hear a song and it inspires me and I stay up way to late because I can’t get it out of my head until I finish the story in thought. 🤦🏻♀️ And it’s warm spring weather and I’m ready for spring break.
So here, have a short Drabble. All rules apply. Not my characters but my ideas. Hope you enjoy.
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The first time Patrick had heard it, the melody had wafted in from another open window across the way. They had been working together in another difficult birth. Earth Angel giving the labouring mother a small boost of energy that it took to bring baby into the world. She sang the lyrics as she held baby close to her breast.
He has caught Sister Bernadette’s eye and she offered him a rare grin in return. It had struck Patrick then how blue her eyes were and he found himself grinning in return
The next time had been in the Parish hall. One of the nurses had turned on the wireless during clean up. Walking across the floor he watched the gaiety of their youth. Patrick hadn’t been watching where he was going and had almost knocked over the small nun.
“Oh! I’m sorry I wasn’t watching where I was going.” He held out his hands to help stabilize first Sister Bernadette, then the tray of equipment she had been carrying over to sanitize.
“Would you believe I wasn’t either?” Sister Bernadette had questioned. She gave a small smile and looked up at him.
“Will you be mine. My darling dear love you all the time.” The wireless sang.
“Are you sure you’re alright?” He said softly after awhile. His hands bracing her arms.
“Quite.” She had said, but didn’t move.
“I’m just a fool, a fool in love with you.” Continued to croon the wireless.
The spell of the moment suddenly over when the laughter of the other nurses reached them. The two broke apart awkwardly. Sister Bernadette blushing as the couple quickly looked at where the laughter was coming from. The nurses had got carried away and were all on the floor laughing. Realizing that the nurses laughter had nothing to do with them and nobody had noticed the exchange between Doctor and Nurse, they looked back at each other before getting back to cleaning.
“The Vision of your loveliness.” Patrick had caught himself singing along to the wireless in their living room. Timothy had turned it on while working on his homework.
“Dad? Will you post this letter to Sister Bernadette? She’s been writing back to me.”
“Earth Angel, please be mine. Love you forever and ever more....” sang the singers
It was one of the happiest days of his life. Hand in hand with the woman he loved. The notes of the music wafted up to him once again. They were on their way out, to start their honeymoon.
“My darling dear, love you for all time.” With the music he stopped them in the doorway, stooped down and kissed her to the cheer of their family and friends. Patrick winked at the crowd and pulled Shelagh out the door.
All this runs through Patrick’s head as the first strains of Earth Angel can be heard on their wireless. Shelagh is tucked into the sofa sewing for one of their children. He had been reading the paper. It was an old song at this point and he didn’t know why the station would still be playing it, but it didn’t matter. Patrick stood up.
“May I have this dance?” Patrick asked as he held out his and to his wife.
“I thought you’d never ask.” Shelagh said as she took his offered hand and started to sway with him.