Call the Midwife - FF 100, 49/100
Universe - Future
Series 2 spoilers - 2x08 kinda
The Very Stuff of Life
Prompt: Spring
It felt so very wrong to Jenny that Nonnatus House should close on a bright spring day. That it should shut at all seemed alien to her, and foolish, but modernity rushed on whether they liked it or not. It seemed as if the way of life they had all been practising for the past two years was to be consigned to the past. Whether they wanted it to be or not.
If it had to shut at all, she wished it had done so on the blackest, bleakest day. Then it could have matched what was in her heart at that moment.
"I grew up here," she heard Trixie say from her side.
Jenny nodded and took her friends hand in her own. In the real ways, all four of them had. The two of them and Chummy and Cynthia. They had not been children, but yet they had grown up together.
They had learnt about the real world... about poverty, about pain, about love and fear, and all that it brought.
"So did I. When I think about everything, about Chummy getting married and having Fred and me meeting Alec... and meeting all of you... becoming sisters really."
"Don't, Jenny," the blonde said as she lit up a cigarette. She was fighting back the tears enough as it was. "Come on,"
The two of them stepped down off of the steps of the convent which had been their home. The girls linked arms. "I thought I would be happy to be the last to leave but it feels wretched."
"Sister Julienne said she was going to call the hospital tonight to make sure that it went ok."
The hospital where she was going to be a ward sister and started climbing the greasy pole.
Trixie nodded. "She has had a hard few months. It is going to be hard on her to live so far away from the Turners."
"Doctor Turner said they were going to make the drive to see her each Sunday. Little Bethan will want to see her godmother."
"Then I know they will... still, I don't think Nonnatus has been the same for Sister Julienne since..." Trixie trailed off. She did not need to finish that sentence.
"I looked out of the window and saw Sister Evangelina tending the grave... and she got upset while talking with Fred... he said he was going to look after the grave every Sunday," said Jenny as tears filled her eyes. She couldn't say anything for a moment...
"The one comfort in all of this," Trixie commented, "was that Sister Monica Joan passed on before all this happened."
"Her heart was here. She couldn't have left. That would have -"
The two of them feel silent. Knowing that if she did not turn round soon then she was not going to be able to see the convent, Jenny did so right there and then.
This place was imprinted on her. She was never going to forget it, and why on earth would she want too?
"I am never going to forget the last two years. Never. They'll stay with me until I die."
"We have quite the tale to tell..."
"And maybe one day, one of us will tell it..."
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