A/N: Hello everyone, this isn’t a continuation of the story but it’s related to Dr. Fred Williams. I just couldn’t move forward without writing this down…
A Wish and A Promise
He pressed the doorbell and looked around. The world was blanketed in white. The driveway he’d walked through contrasted with the snow piled alongside it. It had been cleared quite recently, but with the snow falling incessantly, it would soon be covered in white again.
The air he’d exhaled fogged in front of him. It was cold out and no one has yet answered the door. He could vaguely hear music and laughter inside. Fred tried the doorbell again, pressing it twice. He blew on his hands and rubbed them together. Was the doorbell broken? He contemplated going round the back when he caught a glimpse of long auburn hair. His head snapped toward it. Beyond the front gate, he saw the owner of the hair, a woman, help a boy who’d tripped to stand up.
Fred turned from the scene. It wasn’t her. She who filled his dreams and waking hours almost every winter. It was worse this year, ever since he’d seen the online story which related their history together. It was useless fighting against the tide of memories, so he let himself remember.
His first Christmas break in Roucan Academy, (more…)