Revision, Review, Edit and Update
The text of this episode - Emelina and Dr. Jeremy - required few improvements. Interestingly, punctuation in a couple of places was corrected. I did change the word 'stone fence' to 'stone barrier', feeling that it functioned more importantly as a barrier in this mountainous rest stop.
The Episode number had been mislabeled. There were two '...Episode Seventeen(2)s...'. Last week I did correct Emelina and Dr. Jeremy to read Episode Sixteen.
In review, this Episode, while comfortable, seemed a bit bland.
Emelina and Dr. Jeremy
They had been driving for a while. Dr. Jeremy Crawford and Emelina Beaufort had married, telling no one. Not even Emelina’s sister, Desperanza Eliot. She would find a letter in her mailbox, addressed in Emelina’s neat hand. “We did it, Jeremy. I didn’t think I’d be brave enough to just pack my suitcase and leave the Estate. Let’s stop and get our picnic out. I really need to stretch. The mountains are beautiful, so different from the Island.”
“Ok Mrs. Crawford. There’s a pullout over there with picnic tables. I knew you would be brave enough. Once you made peace - once we both made peace with our ghosts - it has felt.....normal. Yes that’s it. Normal.”
Jeremy parked close to one of the picnic tables. Emelina got out, stretched her back and looked out over the stone barrier. Turning to the car, she opened the door to the back seat to get their lunch. Jeremy had his head under the hood checking the oil and water. Emelina hummed and spread a table cloth on the picnic table, setting out plates, cutlery and containers of the remaining food prepared by Cook. She was told that they were only going for a drive up island for the week, and wanted to take picnic food with them, making sure there were ice packs in the insulated cooler. Emelina called out to her new husband: “Jeremy, we’ll have to stop in the next town to replenish our food.”
“What’s that, Em? Did you say something about food?” Jeremy put his arms around her, she shook them off. “Stop. I’m still setting the table, Jeremy.”
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Dez found the letter, almost neglected it except that she was curious. “Who? Emmie? Why hasn’t she just called me?” Dez tore open the envelope. She read it twice, her smile growing bigger all the time. Then she threw it into the air and called out, not caring whether her neighbours could hear her or not. “They finally did it!” Dez grabbed her keys and rushed back out to her car. “I’ve got to get out to the Estate. I’m supposed to spread the word. I’ll tell Cook first. No, I think Digby - and Martha - should be the first to know. Unless they’re at home in their cottage. I could run over there and let them know. Samuel. I need to tell Samuel. I wonder where they’re going to live or if Jeremy is still going to work.” She got into her old car and turned the key.
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After calming herself, and before she drove off, Dez emailed Digby and asked for a meeting in the kitchen with himself, Martha and Cook about Emelina and Dr. Crawford. She didn’t know if it was possible but thought maybe that would be better than trying to track them all down. Digby did go out to the garden shed and call Samuel in. Giles was in the garage, so when he passed by, he told him they were having sort of ‘an emergency staff meeting’ with just the five of them. As soon as Cook heard what Dez had to say, she smiled. Martha was excited “Oh, another wedding! Those two may think they’ve got away with something, but they’ll be surprised when they come home.” Martha was already planning a homecoming. They would have to keep it small and outside, but they would at least get a wedding reception. Digby was quiet, pleased for Miss Emelina and Dr. Crawford. They were both good people. Samuel, sitting beside Cook, just smiled and nodded. “There’s still life to this old place, Elizabeth. Don’t know what those two have cooked up.”
“It is strange, but true, that the most important turning-points
of life often come at the most unexpected times
and in the most unexpected ways.”
~ Napoleon Hill
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