The Other Sister, Part 17 (Final)
Title: Biography
Rated: T
Edith/Various
(300) word ficlet, Part 17 and final part in the Other Sister series.
Edith placed her hand on Maggie’s arm. “I’m not sure about this. I don’t want to steal the limelight.”
“You’ve got more right to be here than anyone,” her friend, who Edith had long ago stopped calling Mrs Owen, admonished. Still, they moved as unobtrusively as possible to the back of the bookstore, just as the writer taking part in the book signing started to speak.
“EC Barton’s first book was published in 1923. It was an instant hit, and she went on to write another 36 books. I’ve written one and I’m exhausted.”
Edith laughed along with the small audience at the writer’s dramatic sigh.
“As much as the public loved Barton’s characters, like amatuer sleuth Lady Phillida Palmer, newspaper editor George Blake, war hero Sir Peter Spencer, and the adventurous ambulance driver Aggie Finch, they also loved speculating about her private life, especially when her real identity was revealed in 1942. I learned which of the rumours were true, and which she wished were true.”
Edith snorted softly.
“She didn’t marry her husband for love. And yet, during their short marriage, especially the year before his tragic death, they became close, and she never remarried after he died. She’s quoted as saying his first wife was the love of his life, and his sister-in-law became his second wife and best friend. It sounds complicated, but in reality it was all very simple.”
Maggie passed Edith a handkerchief.
“I wrote this book with the hope people will love Lady Edith as much as they love EC Barton.”
“Nice title,” Maggie, handing Edith a copy of the book as they joined the autograph line.
“My Mother, the Other Sister by Sybil Branson.”
“The true life story of EC Barton and her secret family,” Maggie read the subtitle.
“Definitely a bestseller.”
The End
A/N I apologise for killing Tom! I really did intend to originally write Edith and Tom falling in love with each other, but I don’t ever plan my fics, and the last few chapters I realised that this was how I wanted it to end. I completely blame my current obsession with Dorothy Sayers. :) Thanks for all your reviews and for giving this odd pairing a chance. Maybe I'll write something from their 'missing year' one day!
Rated: T
Edith/Various
(300) word ficlet, Part 17 and final part in the Other Sister series.
Edith placed her hand on Maggie’s arm. “I’m not sure about this. I don’t want to steal the limelight.”
“You’ve got more right to be here than anyone,” her friend, who Edith had long ago stopped calling Mrs Owen, admonished. Still, they moved as unobtrusively as possible to the back of the bookstore, just as the writer taking part in the book signing started to speak.
“EC Barton’s first book was published in 1923. It was an instant hit, and she went on to write another 36 books. I’ve written one and I’m exhausted.”
Edith laughed along with the small audience at the writer’s dramatic sigh.
“As much as the public loved Barton’s characters, like amatuer sleuth Lady Phillida Palmer, newspaper editor George Blake, war hero Sir Peter Spencer, and the adventurous ambulance driver Aggie Finch, they also loved speculating about her private life, especially when her real identity was revealed in 1942. I learned which of the rumours were true, and which she wished were true.”
Edith snorted softly.
“She didn’t marry her husband for love. And yet, during their short marriage, especially the year before his tragic death, they became close, and she never remarried after he died. She’s quoted as saying his first wife was the love of his life, and his sister-in-law became his second wife and best friend. It sounds complicated, but in reality it was all very simple.”
Maggie passed Edith a handkerchief.
“I wrote this book with the hope people will love Lady Edith as much as they love EC Barton.”
“Nice title,” Maggie, handing Edith a copy of the book as they joined the autograph line.
“My Mother, the Other Sister by Sybil Branson.”
“The true life story of EC Barton and her secret family,” Maggie read the subtitle.
“Definitely a bestseller.”
The End
A/N I apologise for killing Tom! I really did intend to originally write Edith and Tom falling in love with each other, but I don’t ever plan my fics, and the last few chapters I realised that this was how I wanted it to end. I completely blame my current obsession with Dorothy Sayers. :) Thanks for all your reviews and for giving this odd pairing a chance. Maybe I'll write something from their 'missing year' one day!