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~~THE VICAR'S WIFE--CONCLUSION~~
The first part was June 21/2007...If you have not read it already I encourage you to do so....(to know what's going on)
When we last left off in our tale; Vicar Nigel had followed Hannah to her father's, determined to stop her from running off with Daniel Chenoweth, the man she truly loves...
The first part was June 21/2007...If you have not read it already I encourage you to do so....(to know what's going on)
When we last left off in our tale; Vicar Nigel had followed Hannah to her father's, determined to stop her from running off with Daniel Chenoweth, the man she truly loves... An angry and incensed Nigel began to walk menacingly toward Hannah. "You trollop! How dare you defy me! You intend to run off with that simpering so-called artist...I will not allow it! You shall pay for your disobedience and sinful ways!!!!"
Hannah cried all the louder. 'Oh Daniel, Daniel...please come!' she begged inwardly. Josiah immediately stepped in front of the frightened Hannah.
"Not one step further, Vicar." Josiah said angerily. "You are to leave my daughter alone! I will fight you, man of the cloth or no!! How I ever allowed this marriage to occur is something I will regret for the rest of my life! You will step aside and let us leave!" "You mean to intimitate me, old man? Hannah is my wife, I will deal with her as I see fit. I will not be interfered with; especially from a pathetic creature such as yourself....It was you who encouraged this immoral behaviour!" Nigel thundered.
He began to move toward Josiah in a threatening manner. All his rage he turned toward the helpless, sick old man. He would teach him a lesson he would not forget... Just as Nigel was about to thrash him within an inch of his life; a pain shot through Josiah's head. White bursts of light filled his vision; he tried to speak but only garbled nonsense came out of his mouth. The left side of his body drooped suddenly. Drool began to run down the front of his shirt.
He managed to squeak out, "Hannah...so....sorry..." "FATHER!!!" Hannah screamed at the top of her lungs. She watched helplessly as her beloved father succumbed to his attack. Hannah could not move; she was frozen to the spot.
Poor Josiah was dead before he hit the floor. He had a massive and fatal stroke. "Do something, Nigel!" Hannah cried. "Help him!! FATHER!!!"
"I can say a prayer over him, that is all I can and will do." Nigel said flatly. "Stop that wailing! Come, we must fetch Dr. Behenna at once."
"I can't leave him!" Hannah sobbed hysterically.
"You can and will. I am not letting you out of my sight." He grabbed her arm roughly and pushed her through the door. "Get going!" It has been several weeks since that terrible day at her father's. Hannah has not been handling it very well; she has been reticent and very quiet.
Nigel has stayed out of her way for the most part; not out of sympathy for Hannah's loss, but he was still extremely vexed over her trying to leave him, and for that insolent pup!
He walked up to her in the front parlour and said roughly, "I must go for my monthly visit to the Bishop--you will have to accompany me!" "Why Vicar?" Hannah spat. "Are you afraid I will run away? Where will I go? I have no one, you saw to that!"
"I see, I am to blame for your poor decisions...I am to blame for your father's death--he was seriously ill Hannah, you knew that! Stop wallowing in self-pity, it does not become you." Nigel replied. "But you are correct, there is no place for you to go; you do not have to accompany me...this time." Nigel turned away. " The loss of your father will not hurt your heart as much as time goes by." he said quietly.
Hannah was puzzled by this brief show of tenderness and understanding. She snorted in disbelief.
"You have already broken my heart Nigel; now you mean to break my spirit as well...Do your worst, I could care less." Hannah said bitterly.
Nigel hesitated for a moment, as if he was going to say something, instead he turned on his heel and left the room. No sooner had Nigel left the Vicarage and Hannah made her way to the old homestead, where her father was buried. Hannah's grief was deep and inconsolable. That terrible day she had lost the two men she loved in all the world, her father and Daniel. Now she was alone--alone with Nigel! How she was beginning to loathe him....she would never forgive Nigel. Hannah held him responsible for Josiah's death and her great unhappiness. Hannah dried her tears and slowly made her way to Hanson Cottage. She found the key in the hiding place and went in. She could still feel Daniel's presence in the room. A lot of his paintings were still there.
Her attention turned to the canvas, where Daniel had left a hastily scribbled note...The passages were in an envelope, a lot of good they would do now, she thought with bitterness. Hannah closed her eyes and remembered their final meeting in this very room. The thoughts of Daniel kissing her only added to her complete misery.
God knows what Daniel must think of her...would he ever forgive her? And how on earth was she to get a letter out to him, what good would come from writing Daniel? A searing pain shot through Hannah's stomach and back. She suddenly felt very ill. Obviously this was all too much for her to bear. Her raw, red eyes began to swim in tears of despair again. She shrugged off her discomfort. She must make her way back, Nigel will be returning from the Bishop's soon.... Back at the vicarage, Hannah walked into the small chapel, at the tiny alter she got down on her knees and began to pray to the Virgin Mary.
"Please give me the strength to continue...it all seems so hopeless!" she pleaded. Her prayers were interrupted; a wave of nausea rolled over Hannah. She got to her feet immediately and fought back the bile rising in her throat. What on earth was wrong with her? Suddenly, a possible explanation popped into her head--it cannot be, surely not-- Hannah took a seat in the chapel. Her mind was whirling. It could be possible she was expecting a child. No...dear heaven...not Nigel's child! The very thought of it filled her with dread. The child could be no one else's. Now she was tied to this nasty cold man forever!
Tears began to pool in the corner of her eyes. Daniel my love, you are lost to me...forever... Just at the time Hannah was thinking of Daniel in the chapel; he was across the Atlantic thinking of Hannah. His hurt and disappointment had not abated at all.
He sat in his office on Barrington Street in the Cunard Shipping Line building. It was raining as it often did in Halifax, Nova Scotia, the bleak weather matched his gloomy mood. His heart was still aching...how can Hannah do this to him? Being young and inexperienced in these matters, Daniel's common sense had not kicked in right away. He was still smarting from the percieved rejection...but was it a rejection? Could Hannah have preferred her life with her husband, the Vicar? Surely not! His eyes narrowed as he thought of the Vicar. Josiah had told him of the cold, empty state of her marriage. He also told Daniel how he was decieved in the Vicar's personality; an elaborate ruse to win Hannah...surely this poisonous husband of Hannah's had something to do with her not showing up.
Daniel nodded to himself. There was only one way to find out--
He immediately sat at his desk and wrote page after page...he poured his heart and soul into this letter to Hannah. He told her of his anger and hurt, he begged for an explanation for her not showing up. Hannah and her father could still make the trip, he had money for the passage!
He declared his everlasting love and devotion. Satisfied with the contents; he sealed it. He would mail it to the Vicarage...he had to take the chance that Hannah would pick up the mail that day. Daniel made his way to the Post... A few weeks have gone by and Hannah is still keeping very much to herself. She is aloof, detatched and often bursts into tears for no reason...her feelings of depression are taking over her life, she misses her father and Daniel so.
Nigel cannot take this behaviour any longer, it is disrupting his ordered life, so he called in Dr. Behenna to examine Hannah. After talking with Hannah at some length and doing a thorough physical examination, Dr. Behenna went down into the parlour to find Nigel.
"Excuse me Vicar, I believe it is now time to discuss your wife's state of health." The Doctor said gravely. "Your wife is suffering from some sort of melancholia...I am sure the death of her father has contributed to this. She seems an altogether unhappy young lady. I should also tell you Vicar that upon examination and discussions with your wife, I have ascertained she is expecting a child." Dr. Behenna said solemnly. Nigel was stunned into silence. A child? It is what he hoped and prayed for! Is it not written in the holy book that a main purpose of marriage was the procreation of children? A small, satisified smile curved about his hard cruel mouth. This was satisfactory news indeed!! Later that night, Nigel called to Hannah and led her upstairs. He stood outside of a room Hannah had really never seen.
"You are expecting a child, MY child...I do not believe you should stay in the small cabin any longer..." Nigel stated emotionlessly.
Nigel led Hannah into the small bedroom, it was next to Nigel's luxurious suite. He cleared his throat.
"This will now be your room, Hannah. I trust it will be satisfactory. I am nearby if you should need anything in the night. There is a connecting door..."
"I shall need nothing from you, especially during the night." Hannah said coldly. "Hannah...I am trying my best to be accomodating to you...I know I have not been so in the past..." Nigel said, his voice struggling not to give in to the anger that was rising in his heart.
"This sudden concern is only because I carry your child..not for any genuine care for my feelings or well-being. Is this not so?" Hannah said venomously. Nigel grabbed Hannah and kissed her with a depth of feeling he had never shown before. He hardly knew how to describe his feelings for Hannah. He certainly considered her a possession, almost certainly as a servant, someone beneath him in status. He found her physically attractive to be sure...but love? He did not know the meaning of the word. But as soon as he discovered Hannah was carrying his child, he softened toward her very slightly. Hannah was having none of it. With all her strength she pushed Nigel away.
"You are not to touch me ever again! You fill me with loathing! I will be the dutiful wife with regard to the running of your home, but you are NEVER to come near me again!" She screamed with disgust. "You cannot deny me, it is your duty as a wife! I am your husband!! It is stated so in the bible..'Wives, submit yourselves unto your own husbands as unto the lord..St. Paul'..".
Hannah began to laugh hysterically. Nigel grabbed Hannah by the shoulders and shook her slightly. "Calm yourself. Come...it is not prudent to disagree over such a subject. There is no more to be said. You shall be my wife in every sense of the word. There is no reason we cannot make this marriage a success."
Hannah let out a deep sigh. She knew Nigel was right. She agreed to this marriage contract, and it was her sworn duty to see it though. Later that same night, with Nigel snoring in her bed, she got up as to not disturb him. She peeked out through the curtains at the moon above and said aloud over and over again in a quiet voice, 'I love Daniel, I love Daniel Chenoweth, I love Daniel Chenoweth.."
Hannah did this often, it sometimes helped her sleep.
Sometimes she wondered if Nigel would wake and hear her, but he never did. Perhaps only Daniel Chenoweth awoke from across the Atlantic and heard her, so many miles away--- It was one fine afternoon a few weeks later when Nigel was fetching the mail for the vicarage. As he flipped through the letters, one caught his eye.
It was addressed to Hannah, from Canada. It was from that wretched boy!
How dare he write my wife! Nigel fumed. He scanned the written pages, he read Daniel's sincere heartwretching words and it sickened him to his soul. Such drivel he has never read! Hannah must never see this. The blackguard is best forgotten. Nigel would have to keep an eye on the post in future.
He leaned down and placed the letter on the logs. As the fire burned the letter, the paper curling and turning to ash on the logs, Nigel stood, the light from the fire flickering on his emotionless face.
He did not feel any regret for his deception. He was glad he did it. No one was going to interfere with his wife, or his life...no one-- Hannah went through her daily chores with little enthusiasm. Her housekeeping skills were deteriorating along with her mind. She tried very hard to put Nigel and her impending motherhood out of her thoughts. She could not escape the feeling of imprisonment with a man who's very presence oppressed and depressed her.
Daily living was becoming unbearable. As each day passed, she lost a little more of her heart and her soul Nigel was becoming very upset at the state of the house. He abhored any disarray or untidiness.
With Hannah struggling with her pregnancy and her fragile state of mind; it was obvious he would have to employ some sort of housekeeper/nurse to assist in everyday duties. It was also time to call in Dr. Behenna again, he would know what is to be done.
Dr. Behenna again examined Hannah. He found Nigel and began to state his findings.
"Listen to me Vicar, if you wish the child to be born healthy, you must cease and desist all martial relations with your wife until well after the child is born. I am not altogether satisified with the state of Mrs. Stanhope's health, mental and otherwise! She needs extra rest and care!"
Nigel could not believe his ears. "I am to suffer a terrible deprivation..an association a married man has a right to expect?" Nigel cried angerily. "That is too much to be borne!"
However, Nigel's burst of temper soon abated. The Doctor was right, he did not want to injure the child in case it was a son (no thought to Hannah's health entered his mind) but this imposed a restraint on him that irked him greatly. Nigel calmed himself. "Of course Dr. Behenna," he said smoothly. "You are absolutely right. I shall do as you ask. It will be a cross to bear, but I shall do it for my dear wife."
Dr. Behenna looked at Nigel incredulously. Dear wife indeed. As if he gave a fig for the poor woman. Nigel did hire a housekeeper/nurse. She was from the village, an older woman named Grace Whalen. She was efficient, brusk and attentive to her duties. Everything Nigel could have wanted. She was not kindly or gentle in her manner, and she certainly did not have any patience for ' a silly young woman with a case of the flutters' but she saw to it Hannah was comfortable and resting quietly as the Doctor ordered. The next several months passed with incident. Hannah kept mostly to her room, with Grace Whalen keeping a close eye on her, seeing to her every need. Hannah ventured downstairs very rarely. One afternoon, she immediately went into labour. Dr. Behenna was sent for with great haste. Nigel waited in the parlour. He could hear the choked screams above him, a high pitched cry that even made Nigel's blood run cold. This went on for many hours.
He began to pray for the survival of his child, and as an afterthought, Hannah as well. After a few more hours, Dr. Behenna rushed into the parlour. "You have a daughter, Vicar!"
Nigel's heart sank. A girl. A boy would have been more welcome. "Is the child well, Doctor?"
"Yes..well! Mrs. Stanhope however, has been through a terrible ordeal, there were convulsions during the birth, there was an imminent hazard to both their lives, thankfully I was able to get them under control." Dr. Behenna said. "So she is well now, Hannah?" Nigel asked with a little concern.
"She appears well, she is sleeping heavily now and must not be disturbed. I have left instructions with the nurse. Your wife is in a delicate and nervous state, I would even go as far to say somewhat unstable. She will need great care and compassion to recover." Dr. Behenna stated soberly.
"Of course, of course, "Nigel said dismissively. 'When may I see the child?" A few hours later, Nigel entered the nursery where his daughter cooed contentedly in her crib. Nigel sighed deeply.
If only the child was a boy. Well, no matter. There is time enough for more children and hopefully a dear boy to carry on his name. Nigel picked up the small child and looked at her closely. She was an extraordinarily beautiful baby, he had to admit. Her looks favoured her mother to be sure. Nigel began to smile.
Yes, a daughter could be a blessing as much as a son could be. What shall I name her? He thought for sometime, then it came to him. Nicola...she shall be called Nicola. Nigel cuddled the small baby close. The child cooed happily in his arms. Nigel's face softened, he felt tears forming in his eyes. Something happened to him that had never happened before...feelings of love rushed into his cold, empty heart; the feelings were overwhelming to him. He choked back a sob. As he placed Nicola back into her crib, the tears were flowing freely now. He spoke to the baby in a soft tone of voice he had never used before.
"My darling, my own...." he whispered with great emotion. "You shall be mine forever, my dear sweet daughter. No harm shall ever come to you...you shall want for nothing...."
Nicola bubbled and cooed at her father. And a devoted and attentive father the village had never seen. Nigel walked daily about the village pushing Nicola in her pram, showing her off to all. T
he townspeople had never seen the Vicar so animated and happy. He spent every moment he could with his darling daughter, he doted on her obsessively. As for Hannah, her recovery was slow. She would hold Nicola occasionally but she really showed no interest in the child or much of anything else.
She gladly handed over the responsibility to Grace Whalen and Nigel.
For some inexplicable reason, Hannah's deep unhappiness only grew after the birth of her daughter.
It has been a few months after the birth of Nicola. Hannah has recovered to the point where she now at least of out bed. Nigel has paid her a visit in her room.
"Dr. Behenna says you are much recovered; recovered enough to assume your position in this house, as wife and mother." Nigel stated flatly.
Hannah gasped. "That is not what he told me, the doctor said I need more time! Please Nigel...I am not ready.."
'Stuff and nonsense! This has gone on long enough! However, I will keep on Grace Whalen, but only to see to Nicola's comforts, you shall resume all duties immediately."
Before giving Hannah time to answer, he was gone from the room. Nigel no sooner left the room when Hannah began to sob most piteously. Her unhappiness was complete. She cried for herself, she cried for her father, whose loss she still felt most acutely.
Hannah cried for Daniel, who has never been far from her heart. She knows she should have written him, but she knew (or had herself convinced) that it was all hopeless. Why oh why had Daniel not contacted her at least?? Over two years have now passed, Daniel is doing very well at Cunard's. He has risen smartly through the ranks. Enough that he was able to buy a comfortable home in the City's North end. Daniel is well liked at the company, but his co-workers and friends find him a solitary soul, who has an air of sadness about him at all times. He checks his mail daily, but no letter from Hannah. He has written her many times, he has also sent letters to her father's farm, but still no response. His love and devotion to Hannah has not wavered. She is constantly in his thoughts. His friends have tried to interest him in available young ladies; but Daniel will have none of it. Hannah haunts his heart and soul. It is beginning to affect his work and disturb his sleep. Daniel cannot take it anymore, he must get a leave of absence from Cunard's and return to England at once. He cannot find peace or move on with his life until he hears from Hannah's own lips she wants nothing more to do with him. That very evening, Daniel resolves to see Hannah as soon as he can. Life has continued on at the Vicarage of St. Judes. Many a night is spent with Nigel in the small library reading to Hannah from the good book. Hannah sits with a vacant look on her face, she really is not hearing anything Nigel is saying. She hardly speaks, or shows any emotion. Nor does she show any interest in her daughter or any aspect of her life. As for little Nicola, she is the darling of the Vicar's exsistence. He lavishes all his attention and love on the toddler; spoiling her rotten. The older the child gets, the more she is beginning to resemble her father--not just in looks, but in temperament.
The permanent little scowl on her face says it all. As the weeks go by, Hannah finds she has so little patience these days; so late one afternoon she had had enough of one of Nicola's little tantrums, and Hannah lost her composure.
She began to yell at the child just as the Vicar walked into the parlour. "How dare you speak to Nicola that way? How dare you raise your voice in her presence!" Nigel roared in anger. "You are never to speak in that tone of voice to my child again!"
Hannah looked at Nigel with revulsion. "Your child?! What makes you think she is your child?" Hannah regreted saying such a lie immediately. Of course Nicola was Nigel's; she just wanted to lash out, her hatred burned so.
With lightening fast speed, Nigel reached out and slapped Hannah with all his might. "How dare you even hint at such an abomination! Hateful, spiteful woman! One only has to look at her to see she is mine!"
Nigel roughly grabbed Hannah's arm and dragged her outside and into the chapel, all the way up to the top tower. "And here you will stay for the night!" Nigel slammed the heavy oak door and turned the key, his angry footsteps desending the stairs.
Hannah began to scream. Why did she say such a thing? Especially now, when she is sure she is carrying another of Nigel's offspring. "Oh Daniel!!" she cried helplessly. Early the next morning, Nigel sought out Grace Whalen. "There you are Grace, I am leaving to go to the Bishop's. Remember all my instructions for Nicola, I want them followed to the letter. Also, later this afternoon, you may let Mrs. Stanhope out of the tower--the key is in the usual place."
Grace just stared at the Vicar. "Of course," she murmured. "Whatever you say, Vicar." She did not know why the mistress was locked in the tower, nor did she much care. Dusk is settling in, and at the Bishop's residence, Nigel is preparing to leave.
"My son, I do wish you would reconsider and spend the night, it is dark and foggy, and the sky looks very foreboding. Not an ideal night for travelling!" The Bishop stated worriedly.
"I am grateful for your kind offer Bishop, but I must return to my dear Nicola, I could not bear to be parted from her not for even one night." Nigel stated firmly. The Bishop watched with some concern as Nigel climbed aboard the carriage and began to leave. Thunder rumbled ominously in the distance. A few large raindrops splattered on his cheek.
"Take care my son!" the Bishop called after the departing Nigel. The next afternoon the bishop made a surprise visit and was shown into the morning room, where Hannah was trying to relax.
'Don't get up Mrs. Stanhope, I bring you the gravest of news...Nigel is dead, he had a terrible accident with the carriage last night. It must have happened during that horrific storm..I believe he was dragged by his horses..." his voice broke.
Hannah sat in shock. Dead!? Hannah rose from the sofa, all at once hysterical laughter boomed from her chest. The laughter alternated with sobs..her emotions were all over the map.
A confused Bishop Harding scratched his head, a person's reaction to grief is often hard to understand, he surmised.
Hannah felt as if a great weight had been lifted from her shoulders...he is dead! A few weeks have passed since the funeral. Daniel has finally arrived from his ocean voyage. He is shown into the parlour. "Hannah..." he said softly. Hannah looked at Daniel and smiled very briefly..a light shone on her face, but was soon gone. She stared straight ahead again.
"I heard about the Vicar from the carriage driver on my way here. I do not know what to say.." Daniel's voice trailed off. Daniel kneeled in front of Hannah. 'Why did you not answer any of my letters? Over two years worth! Why did you and your father not meet the carriage that day? Please my love, I want to understand..." he pleaded. Daniel reached out to take Hannah's hand, but she shrank away from his touch.
She quickly explained about her father's fatal stroke, she also informed Daniel she recieved no letters--no doubt Nigel's doing.
Daniel sat down next to Hannah.
She sighed deeply. "When I was young, I knew nothing of hate--it never entered my being--until I married. Hate is a terrible thing, it shrivels up all the good in a person. Hopelessness sets in...and when Nicola was born, I was ill and sick in spirit. I wanted nothing more to do with Nigel.."
Daniel clenched his fists. "Hannah my love, you do not have to tell me this!" "Yes! Yes I do...I have to tell you why I feel so ill at heart! I had what the doctor calls 'a breakdown' when father died and you left. I blamed Nigel, and after Nicola was born, the feelings grew worse. I shut down emotionally.. It is so I cannot bear the touch of anyone...the mere thought of it..oh don't you see? Everything that was beautiful between us, all that was tender and true, has now turned to ugliness...vileness!" Hannah said passionately. "And now I am expecting another child !" Nigel jumped to his feet and faced Hannah. "It matters not. We can be together. I will accept your children as my own and love them as much as I love you. We shall wait a decent interval of time naturally....But I want us to be wed..too much time has already passed us by! Tell me you love me still Hannah!" Daniel urged.
Hannah faced Daniel. "I do! I never stopped! But you do not understand! I cannot look upon love, marriage...and what marriage means without revulsion! If you were to touch me, I would instantly think of his hands..I grew to despise Nigel so.
I am so unhappy, and have been for months! There...there is so little I can give you, it is not fair to you!" Hannah's voice quivered with emotion. "Listen my love," Daniel said softly. "Be my wife, in name at least--marry me properly in the church. That's all I ask. Love-the love you are describing-if it will come some day, fine. I shall not press you, it will be for you to say. Your recovery is all I care about."
Hannah could not believe what she was hearing. "I couldn't ask it! How could you keep such a promise?" "Being together, working and talking together..there is so much to love, and so much in life to enjoy with the one you love! What is life if you live it alone?" Daniel gently took her hands, but only for a moment, for she flinched at his touch.
The tears began to flow out of Hannah's eyes. "Oh Daniel, I do love you! I said so often to myself in the night, I was so afraid I could not convince you..I am damaged inside..sick in spirit still..."
"There now, see? I am not even going to hold you or wipe your tears away. We have all the time in the world..I will help you through this...My dearest love.."
THE END~~~~
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On Jul 9, 2007 drewsoltesz wrote:
Thanks to Cashcraft (here at TSR) for Victorian Nursery and other furniture, all floors and paintings by me (here at TSR)Vitasims for other furniture. Hannah's hair by Windkeeper (here at TSR)and to all the other Custom Creation objects makers!!
SO this is the end of this tale...unless I do "The Vicar's Daughter" LOL!!
On Jul 9, 2007 drewsoltesz wrote:
Also in PIC #43 the sentence should be "passed withOUT incident" not 'with'. Funny how you only find these mistakes after you upload the thing! LOL! Forgive any other spelling/grammar I may have made!
On Jul 10, 2007 wrote:
A beautiful finish, yet so sad
and happy
I love the contrasting emotions this story evoked!!!! Brava!!
On Jul 10, 2007 MatthewBuddy wrote:
On Jul 10, 2007 BuckinghamAlice wrote:
Wow, that was a great conclusion! It had a very bittersweet ending... but life is like that sometimes. I was glad to see Nigel go... Daniel is such a good guy. Anyways, wonderful story and I loved reading it.
On Jul 10, 2007 R.Quest wrote:
Great story Sorry to see it has ended, but then all storys do have an end...
On Jul 10, 2007 marizza82 wrote:
Such a wonderful story came to an end
I love the idea of "the Vicar's Daughter"though!!
On Jul 10, 2007 atangki wrote:
Oh.. Only two parts? Very well then, but I hope you make more stories, please do.
Wonderful ending!
On Jul 10, 2007 Devalyn wrote:
Please, write the Vicar's Daughter!
I think everyone was glad to see the Vicar dead... Horrible man he was, but I was a bit surprised how he liked his daughter, I thought he would hate her like her mother.
On Jul 10, 2007 Daishi wrote:
This story was like a movie, i loved it. I lost myself in it, once again a wonderful job
On Jul 10, 2007 fizz bomb wrote:
wonderful storytelling, I would also love to see the story of "The Vicar's Daughter
On Jul 10, 2007 iron mum wrote:
What an ending, I would never have guessed and so sad.
Brilliant, loved it.
On Jul 10, 2007 maxi king wrote:
On Jul 10, 2007 cadiva wrote:
I'm really glad you didn't go for a traditional happy ever after ending, now it's up to the reader as to whether Hannah and Daniel ever sort it out (I think they will
).
Very well written, really liked this change from the norm.
On Jul 10, 2007 Gelika wrote:
Your skins are great. Wonderful story.
On Jul 10, 2007 toczka wrote:
Great story
On Jul 10, 2007 binky13 wrote:
Aww a wonderful happy ending to the story.
On Jul 10, 2007 lia2223 wrote:
Great story! Very different.
On Jul 10, 2007 hazabaza1 wrote:
Yay! You're a great storyteller! I wanna see your next story soon!
On Jul 10, 2007 raiven426 wrote:
I just loved it.
On Jul 10, 2007 Saoz wrote:
I am so glad to see this continue.
Well done. (Admittedly, I am also a fan of historical romances, so I get a huge kick out of your story title page. :P)
On Jul 10, 2007 insane-night-queen wrote:
Amazing! A fabulous end!
You are just so good at writing these! The part with the stroke took me by surprise!
Again, a Brilliant story!
On Jul 10, 2007 mrs2lastnames wrote:
Great Story
On Jul 10, 2007 bryk1984 wrote:
This was a very good story! I really like the historical romance stories myself, and I really hope that you do another story like this one!
On Jul 10, 2007 Jubilant wrote:
That was good but I felt the ending was a bit rushed and convenient. I'd like to see if the daughter grows up much like her father. Would be interesting to see. Glad that Hannah and Daniel were able to be together.
On Jul 10, 2007 fallenangelohio wrote:
On Jul 10, 2007 eshuff wrote:
Beautiful, heartbreaking. Gorgeous shots and incredible sets! One part of me regrets the missing "happy ending", but since I never give my own sims "happy endings", I can hardly complain, LOL! I loved every minute of it! Absolutely perfect!
On Jul 10, 2007 TellMeSomethingNew wrote:
Beautiful story. Poor girl. I hope everything turns out well for her. This was just a marvolous story. If you hadn't put this out today, I would have been sending you a very angry PM
Just kidding. But you do write the most marvolous stories. Truely.
On Jul 10, 2007 jaundyce61 wrote:
Such emotional peaks and valleys..I think the Vicar is one of the most fascinating characters on here! (besides your Dracula! LOL!) I love how he took to his daughter, and Hannah's breakdown was so realistic! Top-notch and the highest mark from me!
On Jul 10, 2007 Small Town Sim wrote:
great conclussion
On Jul 10, 2007 sweetcharming wrote:
Wow, that was really great!
Thanks for sharing your brilliant story and I hope we're going to see your next story soon! 
On Jul 10, 2007 GFitz wrote:
This was so touching! Not the ending I expected but very well written. Your sets and shots were beautiful!
~gayl
On Jul 10, 2007 AudreyMay wrote:
I like your writing and I agree with the others that the vicar is an interesting character. I do feel, however, that the storyline was too dark and oppressive.
On Jul 10, 2007 wrote:
Wow, is it mean of me just to feel a little bit sorry for the vicar
Great story.
On Jul 10, 2007 itachigirl wrote:
fabulous job!
On Jul 11, 2007 cat_on_a_mountain wrote:
Where did you get Hannah's hair and dress in the last scene it is sooooo beautiful. Love your story!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 5.0
On Jul 11, 2007 SongChild99 wrote:
On Jul 11, 2007 happyb8888 wrote:
Great story. Excellent ending. But maybe you could continue it later on and let us know how they work the relationship out and what happens with the children. 5.0+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
On Jul 11, 2007 wrote:
A very bittersweet ending...but I absolutely loved it! I hope you'll do another part at some point.
On Jul 11, 2007 charlemainexvx wrote:
wonderful story! i loved the pram and the carriage and the whole thing very well done
On Jul 11, 2007 goodie2shoes wrote:
On Jul 11, 2007 akamahoney wrote:
finally! seemed like forever for the second half! Wonderfully done. Somebody has been reading to many romance novels though! Truly enjoyed it, great work thanks!
On Jul 11, 2007 monmel wrote:
I loved this story
Great work, thaks for sharing.
On Jul 11, 2007 Magical Metamorphosis wrote:
Hi Nancy,
Love the writing style, scences, characters, and all your exceptional sceenshots! Diffently worthy of 5.0 rating! 
Angela
Great Conclusion to your story!
On Jul 11, 2007 Stesie wrote:
WOW
On Jul 12, 2007 Eve70 wrote:
On Jul 12, 2007 fairyofdeath wrote:
yea the vicar did and hananah got her man
On Jul 12, 2007 wrote:
so sad ,do you think she will ever ok again.It was along story but very good
On Jul 12, 2007 wrote:
great two-piece story!
poor hannah, hope she gets better
thanks for a great read!
On Jul 12, 2007 maurie wrote:
The settings, the pictures and the story were absolutely wonderful. You have a real talent at making stories come to life. I love the period furnishings and decor you used! Keep up the good work!
On Jul 12, 2007 Downtimegirl91 wrote:
a good story
with a nice ending
great work
On Jul 12, 2007 md198 wrote:
Another great story.
It was quite a tragedy. I would be very interested to know what happens with the children.
On Jul 12, 2007 wrote:
I did not find it overly 'dark and oppresive', she had a breakdown, and your bittersweet ending suggests things will work out eventually. The Vicar was quite the character! I really liked this!
On Jul 12, 2007 cariadbach wrote:
I just love the word trollop!
What an emotional chapter , I was glued to the screen. True to life everything does not have a happy ending, but I'm sure love will find a way. As always a great story. Top marks.
On Jul 13, 2007 kecr101 wrote:
Such a beautiful story!
Ended very well.
If Nicola would smile, she'd be so cute!!
Poor crazy hannah...
On Jul 13, 2007 rhondalee472 wrote:
Fantastic, simply fantastic. I loved your story it was well written and definately keeps the readers attention. Well, my attention anyway. I loved how it was so realistic.
On Jul 13, 2007 leifofdel wrote:
I loved your story so much, please write more. Everything was so good, the storyline, the characters, the photos. Awesome job! You are a very gifted writer. Keep up the great work! Thanks for writing such a wonderful story!
On Jul 13, 2007 wrote:
It was sad but brilliant, maybe a new beginning for them all. Great conclusion.
On Jul 14, 2007 spacemouse wrote:
Very good story. Thanks for sharing.
On Jul 14, 2007 Wigwog wrote:
THE END!?!?!? SO SOON, awww
. 5.0!!!
On Jul 14, 2007 andrefika wrote:
I think I have a crush on Daniel Chenoweth..
I want to see him more 
And I think.. it's not the right time to End the Story 
On Jul 14, 2007 wrote:
Beautifully told, top marks
On Jul 14, 2007 gwenelliot wrote:
Glad you killed off the nasty Vicar. Really engaging story. Part 1 was great AND I came back to read the second part! Very well done - you should write romance novels
On Jul 15, 2007 EarthGoddess54 wrote:
Wow, so glad you offed the Vicar near the end and what an ironic way to go! *claps* The second and last installment was fabulous, Drew! I loved how you made it seem there was no hope for Hannah & Daniel and made it all come together in the end. It's lovely when a love like that holds strong through so many tribulations. Well written and great dialog!
Another 5 for you! Hugs, Stace
On Jul 17, 2007 KSTrillian wrote:
Yes, yes! We must see some sort of Vicar's Daughter story! Good story!
On Jul 17, 2007 florie1977 wrote:
lovely story. i look forward to more.
On Jul 21, 2007 cashcraft wrote:
What an emotional love story...I loved it! Daniel is surely a prince
among men, so understanding and loving. Thanks for sharing your wonderful stories.
On Jul 27, 2007 AnniKayna wrote:
this was amazing... truly!!!
I loved it so much...
at times, I even felt sorry and pityful for Nigel (...can you believe that?!), expecially after he saw the newborn Nicola...
but - Poor, poor Hannah...
Im sure they'll be very happy together. :P
I loved the happy ending, because it was not too ---sweet, or 'girly', but just right...
great job!!!
Im really looking for reading more of your stories..
On Jul 28, 2007 sandybvv wrote:
On Jul 29, 2007 katty007 wrote:
Your imagination is endless! I could never have thought this story would have such a conclusion
I must confess, I expected something ordinary
The only thing, I don't understand is why is this the end of the story? A lot of people seem to like it very much and, as I believe, with your imagination, you can invent the third part of this story(of course, if you are not tired of it). Thank you.
On Aug 9, 2007 estatica wrote:
This story was beautiful. As I was reading, I felt a bit disappointed with Hannah, because she never seems to take charge of her own life, but I guess that's the realistic response from a woman in those days. I think you did an excellent job again, your stories are really one of a kind! Top marks from me again
On Aug 9, 2007 wrote:
Beautiful story, full of emotion.
)
Is there anything I can do to convince you to start your own blog and write without having to worry about the PG-13 standards?
I know you've had to rewrite certain scenes - you wouldn't have had to, if you published your stories on your own blog; and it would have been even better for it.
You know I'd love you to be one of "my" writers, don't you?
Anyway - Great job.
(Just remember: I will keep nagging you about the blog until you give in
On Sep 3, 2007 Zayury wrote:
On Nov 15, 2007 trilbyfay wrote:
Fantastic story, loved the ending.
On Jan 3, 2008 qvisn wrote:
AWWW. poor things, they have a very long way to go, what a wonderful writer you are, well done. Awesome.
On Jan 21, 2008 Ileeya wrote:
I know I'm pretty late responding to this, but I wanted to let you know how much I enjoyed it. As always, I love your voice when you tell period stories - you stick to the language and make it sound so realistic. I cheered in my seat when Nigel bit it, couldn't help myself.
But, contrary to what some others believe, I think the ending was perfect - I like the fact that it looks more and more hopeless as time goes on, and I like the fact that Hannah needs time to heal and Daniel is willing to wait. What says love more than that? And I don't think there should be a third part, either with Daniel and Hannah or with Nicola. I don't think it would 'jive' with the rest of the story, unless we were going to Hannah's life and make it miserable again. There's really no point in that - she and Daniel deserve their happiness. Sad, tragic, and an ending that leads the reader to believe that they will find their way together. But that's just my opinion. 
Well done, Drew. Very nice tale.
On Feb 27, 2008 cpyle822 wrote: