For What It's Worth

* About 21 years ago *

Author's POV-

The beginning of winter has arrived. It's starting to get colder, windier, rainier. More so than it usually is that is. In Framlingham, though it is quaint and small it is a lovely place to live. Many friendly and kind people fill the small populated area making it very enjoyable and nice to live there.

A woman is walking home down the small road to the outskirts of town where she lives. She lives a simple and pleasant life. Has a small and lovely family. Her husband John and her young son Edward. Yet she feels she is missing something dearly in life. Young Mrs. Imogen Sheeran feels as if a part of her is missing.

Two ow years ago after little Ed was born Imogen had said she wanted to try for a little girl after. It had always been her dream to have a young daughter as her own. To braid and comb her long gorgeous red waves. To go to stores and look a dresses with for banquets and dances. To gossip about young men who would try to steal her heart.

And yet she was deprived of that. Her doctor told her not like after she may never be able to have another child. Her whole world shattered after the breaking news. She cried days upon weeks upon months over her wish for a baby girl. Oh how she wanted one to run around her house. How she wanted a sibling for her loving, adorable son.

She prays every very night that maybe out of some chance she'll get her wish. she'll be blessed with a miracle. She hopes and hopes and maybe one day she says her hoping and wishing will pay off. Maybe one day she'll get what she so desperately wants.

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She continues to walk along the road lost in thought in the silence of the evening sunset sky. All is peaceful and quiet leaving a path of serenity in its wake. Her thoughts roam free as she walks along hurrying home to fix supper for her two boys she has waiting at home.

Then a piercing scream is heard. The panic sets in for Imogen and she believes someone is hurt or in danger. Running in the direction of the loud and wailing noise she can tell it is actually crying. Coming to a hault outside a decrepit building she can still hear the hot idbe noise form inside.

Looking up at the sign she can make out the old rubbed off letters that spell 'Orphanage'. Quickly she makes her way inside through the busted hanging open door and into a room where the noise is originating from.

On the floor is an old drawer from a dresser and a small figure lying inside covered with only a small dusty old rag for warmth. Bending down she picks up the small screaming child and rocks and shushes it to calm down the poor thing.

The small one' skin is icy cold and it's no wonder that the baby hasn't froze to death yet. The baby's wailing and crying has stopped and the baby is pacified again. Imogen glances down at the small thing in her arms and makes contact with most stunning blue eyes. They almost seem to glow they are so vibrant.

The baby is beginning to grow small red curls on top of its small tiny head. Imogen looks at the little thing closer and knows she holds a little girl in her arms. This poor little baby girl was left all alone to fend for herself in this cold winter.

It it seemed someone had answered her prayers after all this time. Here she held in her arms the one thing she had wanted so badly all these years. And here it was looking her dead in the eyes. Tears she'd from her eyes flowin down her cheeks leaving tracks behind. She didn't care, she had the most important thing in her arms and that's what mattered.

The small girl had drifted off to sleep and Imogen gently kissed it's little forehead wrapping the small thing farther into her arms inside the interior of her warm coat. She ventured out of the house with the baby and her basket back on her way home.

That at baby and her would never see the inside of that house again. Would never return..., it would be gone in a week to he torn down anyways. She would give this baby the love it deserved. She would if it was the last thing she did.

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Finally reaching her warm home she enters setting the basket down and walks farther in carrying the bundle of joy still in her arms. She can hear small giggles of laughter deep within the house.

"John darling! Edward! I'm home!" The potter patter of small feet can be heard now. She sits down on her sofa and again stares down at the sleeping princess in her arms. What a miracle she truly was and didn't even know it.

Her ear little boy Edward enters the room sprinting. "Mummy! Me and Daddy have been waiting for you!" Looking up at him she smiles and says hello to her son and calls him over to her side. The boy creeps over and looks down at what is in his mother's arms. "Mummy who is that?"

John comes in moments later and makes his way over to his loving wife and kisses her cheek. He then sees the small thing in her arms and is quite shocked. "My love, where did you find her?" Ed can't keep quiet he yells," a girl?! It's a girl?!"

They both can't help but laugh at their small clueless son who is still learning things everyday. "I found her in an abandoned orphanage freezing to death John... She could've been dead by now if I hadn't wandered upon her tiny wails." John nods his head worried for the bundle and its care.

"Mummy can we keep her?" Imogen turns to her husband and looks at him with pleading hopeful eyes. She realy wants this child with all her heart. John can see it plain within her eyes that this would make his wife happy for the rest of her life. He clears his throat and says," Edward meet your little sister."

Imogen gasps of joy and let's more pent up tears be shed as the little girl that is now her daughter sleeps in her arms. "Mummy she sparkles." The couple turns to their son confused. He points at the baby and they see she is now awake and looking up in curiosity. Her blue eyes still as mesmerizing as the first time.

The he little thing turns her head and let's out a small noise and a flash of red is seen in the child's eyes. "See?!" Imogen and John smile. Her curls sparkle in her eyes. "Yes Ed, she does sparkle. Like a ruby." They sit there for what seems forever and stare at the new member to their family.

"What shall we name her my love?" Imogen turns to john and then back to the baby. "Ruby," Ed whispers talking to the girl. "Hi Ruby, I'm your brother." The couple smiles with pure joy and agrees to the name loving how it fits her perfectly. " Ruby Colette Sheeran. After your mother John."

The little girl yawns loudly the cutest sound ever. Looking down at her they all glance in happiness and content. "Welcome little Ruby, to the family."

Notes

Hey guys! First chapter... I know boring. Next chapter is present time and we get to meet Ruby's POV. Please vote, comment and subscribe! Upload a new chapter tomorrow! Thanks!!! (:


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