Bundled in a blue blanket, the infant looked up at the officer with the biggest, bluest eyes, cooing for a moment, with what seemed like an appeal for being held, which the officer took as an invitation. Carrying the baby into the station, cradling his head and jostling him, the officer rang the desk dell, summoning the assistance of Maisie, the one truly trusted woman he knew who would be best to entrust this little, sweet bundle.
“Lester, can’t you see I’m too busy for your shenanigans this morning…” Looking straight at the blue bundle, Maisie’s eyes softened, “well, now what do we have here, look at this beautiful child, and what’s this paper, is it a note?” A scroll of paper was tucked under the baby’s shirt and the note read:
PLEASE TAKE GOOD CARE OF WILLIAM AS I AM UNABLE TO DO SO, HE IS ALL OF ONE MONTH OLD, A GOOD BABY, HE DESERVES BETTER THAN WHAT I CAN DO, HIS FATHER ABANDONED US AND I HAVE NO FUNDS TO CARRY ON
Maisie looked into Lester’s eyes and he return that glisten, leaving the infant with Maisie, he set out to investigate, hoping to find the mother who left the child at the station, and help her set up a better foundation for her to raise her son, and if not, well, he and Maisie knew what they needed to do.
This is my response to the Six Sentence Story challenge. Care to give it a try? GO HERE