Words for Wednesday

For the month of January 2018, Words for Wednesday has been hosted by Lissa at the Memory of Rain blogspot Thank you Lissa! Some great words and also the novelty of a sound prompt. Please go visit her interesting blog and participate if the mood strikes you!

1. last day*
2. zealot*
3. homeward*
4. listen*
5. midnight*
6. always*

And/or:
1. start*
2. wicked*
3. holiday*
4. castle*
5. infinite*
6. goodbye*

This is the final episode of a 3 part story.

See Episode 1 here.
See Episode 2 here.

Kate's support was surprisingly infinite through the following week. She listened in sympathy while Molly moaned as she kept dialing Ashok's cell phone and continually emailing his always bouncing address, fuming over not knowing his home address or even the district where he lived in Namibia.

"Time to say goodbye," Kate said finally, "To Ashok, to your dreams of Namibia, it's a castle built on wicked lies. You need to start over, I'm going to give you till midnight, Molly, this is your very last day of wringing your hands in despair."

"But what am I supposed to do?" asked Molly, "I can't look homeward, they won't have me - you know what a Catholic zealot dad is - and being pregnant is not a holiday, I have a degree to finish, I have a decision to make."

"I can go with you," offered Kate, "If - and when - you make the decision."

"There's one more thing I need to do," said Molly, having weighed every possibility carefully, "I need to put myself out there and take one enormous chance."

And before she could give any more headroom to her second thoughts and doubts, she called James, who answered on the first ring as if he had been waiting.

"I am so sorry," Molly whispered,"for hurting you, James. I just needed to tell you that. I don't expect anything from you, I made a terrible mistake and I will pay for it for the rest of my life..."

Before she could finish James interrupted her. "I waited for your call," he said, "Something told me we weren't over."

"I'm in such a mess, James," Molly started to cry, "You're going to hate me."

"I could never hate you, I've known you just about all my life. Nothing you can tell me would make me love you less. Now tell me."