Oh, my dearest, I've never been so glad I won any challenge in my life!!!! :D This is magnificent!!!!
I could quote my favourite bits, but then I'd be quoting almost the whole thing. . . . The trays are perfect, the Frodo-descs are priceless, Rose's voice is flawless, the cool cloths are so SWEET. . . .
I really loved this:
Mr. Frodo gives a moan, and a bit of a gasp. “Water?”
I move to the ewer on the dressing table, and pour out a cup, and take it over to Mam. She helps him sit up just a bit, and he winces, but she holds the cup for him, and he takes a few sips. Just the effort of drinking makes him break out in a sweat. He falls back heavily against his pillows, and as he closes his eyes, there is a deep furrow of pain on his brow. I feel tears come to my own eyes, just thinking how much he must be hurting.
and this:
He lays back again, and gives a shudder. Like as not he’s chilled. Mam seems to think so, too. She motions for me to bring over an extra blanket.
and this:
But I can’t help wishing Mr. Frodo had the luck *he* deserves.
Oh, darling, this was EXACTLY what I wanted, only even better b/c it was more than a drabble!!!! Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!!!! *flings arms around you excitedly and SNUGS*
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Date: 2007-01-20 06:32 am (UTC)I could quote my favourite bits, but then I'd be quoting almost the whole thing. . . . The trays are perfect, the Frodo-descs are priceless, Rose's voice is flawless, the cool cloths are so SWEET. . . .
I really loved this:
Mr. Frodo gives a moan, and a bit of a gasp. “Water?”
I move to the ewer on the dressing table, and pour out a cup, and take it over to Mam. She helps him sit up just a bit, and he winces, but she holds the cup for him, and he takes a few sips. Just the effort of drinking makes him break out in a sweat. He falls back heavily against his pillows, and as he closes his eyes, there is a deep furrow of pain on his brow. I feel tears come to my own eyes, just thinking how much he must be hurting.
and this:
He lays back again, and gives a shudder. Like as not he’s chilled. Mam seems to think so, too. She motions for me to bring over an extra blanket.
and this:
But I can’t help wishing Mr. Frodo had the luck *he* deserves.
Oh, darling, this was EXACTLY what I wanted, only even better b/c it was more than a drabble!!!! Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!!!! *flings arms around you excitedly and SNUGS*
I hope your headache goes away. . . . :D
Snugglies,
Febobe the Delighted Beyond WORDS :D