My Darling 3: Introduction

Long, long ago, lived a beautiful and happy-go-lucky young lady in the wealthy town of Drearyshire.

Donna Grace Wellington, was her name. Donna came from a very wealthy and high-class family. She loved her family as well as her beautiful home, but Donna always had a strange inkling that something was missing. She felt as if her life in drearyshire was rather boring, she craved adventure and excitement, as there were very few things that frightened Donna.

Donna’s Parents, Veronica and Abraham Wellington truly loved their daughter, despite their unusual way of showing it. They were very cold, and strict to Donna, and advised her against anything that might tarnish the Wellington Family reputation.

And nothing would tarnish their reputation more than the seedy boy that Donna was deeply in love with, Montgomery Parr-Teague.

Although the Parr-Teagues were also tremendously wealthy, they were rumored to be nothing but trouble. What made them trouble, exactly, was never quite clear, but when your social status is as high as the Wellingtons’ was, the last thing you wanted was whispers from passers-by on the street.

Mr. and Mrs. Wellington did not approve of their only daughter courting Montgomery, in fact, they didn’t approve of her even having contact with him!

Abraham forbade Donna from seeing Montgomery, and threatened severe consequences had she disobeyed.

But no matter how dire the consequences, Donna would stop at nothing to see her one true love, and even sneaked him in during a formal gathering, right under her father’s nose.

“I cannot carry on anymore!” Donna cried, “I cannot continue to live a lie, concealing our love, as if we were not destined for one another.”

“Run away with me, Miss Wellington,” Montgomery proposed, “We shall marry immediately! And relocate to Monte Vista, just as we always carried on about!”

“Are you off your hook?! My father could have you expended!”

“Not if you are no longer his…”

Donna despised that it had to come to this, but she knew Montgomery was right. If she wanted to be with him, she knew that waiting around for her father to change his mind would prove most unproductive. She was ready to follow her dreams!

Donna quickly became Mrs. Parr-Teague before Winter, by eloping with Montgomery.

Montgomery bought whatever Donna’s heart desired for the wedding, including her beautiful price-staggering white lace dress. By the time the wedding was over, Montgomery had very little money left, and after his parents disown him, he knew that there would be no more income. However, he didn’t tell her no, not even once.

Although the wedding was planned on short notice, and there were no guests, Donna felt as if she were living in a fairytale, as she glided across the ballroom floor in Montgomery’s arms.

Before the snow fell too heavily, Donna and Montgomery found a small group of settlers, who were willing to help them travel across the country, bringing them one step closer to setting sail to Monte Vista.

Money was tight, so they knew their means of travel would not be a luxurious one, but they were willing to do what it takes to be together.

Mr. and Mrs. Parr-Teague, along with the small group of settlers traveled miles and miles in a covered wagon only to reach their destination half way.

Food was sparse, the cold wind bit hard, and the ride through the rugged Appaloosa Plains mountains were treacherous enough to bruise their bottoms.

Much to their dismay, as the wagon made it’s way downhill on a narrow trail in the mountains, it hit a bump with a loud ‘thud’, pushing the wagon forward just enough to slightly tap the horses, which spooked them.

The horses became frantic, and settler steering them lost hold of their reins, causing the wagon to slide downhill alarmingly out of control.

Just one small bump later, the wagon, and all the passengers toppled over the mountain.

No more than an hour later, a very dazed and confused Donna awakened, as she tried to make sense of what just happened.

Her head throbbed intently, but she was lucky to survive the fall, especially being free from any severe injuries.

Her husband and other passengers, however, were not. Donna broke down and loudly sobbed upon realizing that she was the only survivor.

But Donna was a very brave young lady, and she knew that if she wanted to survive, she couldn’t just stand there in tears hoping that they’ll awake, she needed to find refuge.

But what Donna was not aware of, was that bravery can only get you so far. While trudging through the snow, a fallen tree limb slammed its way into Donna’s head, knocking her unconscious.

Donna lay senseless on a rock, as the snow slowly built up around her. She did not wake up soon enough, and starvation took her before the bitter cold could.

——Several Years Later—–

Appaloosa Plains had always been a tourist attraction for archeologists and fossilists alike. People would come from all nooks and crannies of the world to get a chance to dig up rare fossils and bones of dinosaurs who once walked the land.

But Robert Burns and his son Georgie weren’t tourists at all. Just like the generation before Robert, and the generation before that, They spent their entire lives shoveling the red dirt in the Appaloosa Plains Mountains in hopes of finding valuable treasures.

“Papa! Papa!” Little Georgie shouted, ushering his father to come quick.

“What? What is it, Georgie? Did ya find some dino-bones?” Robert questioned, running to his son.

“Even better!” Georgie exclaimed.

Robert couldn’t believe his eyes when he saw the skeleton caked in the dirt, that his son had dug up all on his own. He had read about the fallen settlers, and most bodies were retrieved, but this was the one that was missing!

“Little Miss Donna Parr-Teague!” Robert approved, grinning ear to ear. He knew he’d make big bucks from this one, and maybe even get him and his boy’s face in the paper.

“You did good, boy.” Said Robert.

Donna’s remains were relocated to Newton Cemetery, in Appaloosa Plains.

—–Present Day Appaloosa Plains—–

These days, Donna’s spirit playfully shadows curious visitors of Newton Cemetery.