Aunt Dimity Novels & Stories

Even the trees and the bushes, it seemed, needed to fit into the impossible standards of this place. After a moment, the door opened again, and Aunt Adelaide was there herself. She was a petite older woman with her white hair up in a beehive style. Her gray pants had pressed creases, while her white blouse had not one wrinkle. The rings donning her fingers and the pendant necklace around her neck were likely more expensive than my car parked in her driveway. “Vanessa,” she said with false friendliness. “How lovely of you to come see me. Beauregard says you have some financial matters you wish to discuss with me?”

Jimmy turned to find his friends approaching. “Jimmy!” Austin called, rushing forward to embrace him. “You didn’t mention you’d be…” Samuel’s words faltered as he caught sight of Susan, both of them momentarily entranced by her beauty. Jimmy sighed, a mixture of amusement and exasperation at the sight. “Oh my, what an angel,” Samuel breathed, and Susan smiled shyly. “Jimmy, who is this lovely damsel accompanying you?” Austin inquired, their attention still captivated by Susan. “Um, this is my aunt Susan,” Jimmy introduced.

A Day Out The morning sun cast a warm glow over the city as Amy and Emily prepared for their long-awaited girls’ day out. It had been a month since Austin’s passing, and while Emily had been trying to find normalcy in her routine, the weight of grief was still heavy. Amy, knowing how important it was for Emily to have some time away from the constant reminders of their loss, suggested a day of relaxation and fun. Amy arrived at Emily’s doorstep with a bright smile and a bag full of carefully chosen items for their outing. “Good morning, Emily! Ready for a day of pampering and fun?” she asked with enthusiasm.

After picking up the call her conversation started …… “Hello?" “Yes, Nella I am Dr. Thomas from MR Hospital." “Oh! Dr. Thomas how's you and my Grandma?" (Here Grandma is the old lady that Nella talked about earlier also.) “Um…. Nella please hold on to yourself don't be weak as I am going to say something which is gonna hurt you most but please you have to overcome it wisely." “Dr. Thomas, Is my Grandma alright? Why are you speaking in such a nervous tone?!" “Nella, Your grandma… your Grandma……"

which helped explain Uncle Lumpy's demise. Deidre was sort of the referee that the other aunts didn't respect. Imogen was an up-beat and perkily impish sort with the heart of a medusa. Baibre was...nuts. The 'walks the hallways of the old manor house late at night having conversations with the portraits of her dead ancestors' kind of nuts. Definitely detached from reality.

He walked into the living room and he occasionally stole glances at Ayra. “Dimi… who’s that?” A short and fat old lady who seemed in her mid 50’s came to the living room to ask why Dimitri was late. She was Joanna, his housekeeper. Dimitri respected her a lot. She was startled when she noticed a young girl in Dimitri’s arms. “Anna, could you please help me change her? She is soaking wet.” He asked her completely dodging her question. “Yeah. Yeah, sure.” She said a second or two later.

It was almost a shame, in that moment, that Emmet didn't know the names of any of his relatives, beyond his mother and Aunt Minnie, a decision that he had made when he was eight and angry, declaring that he didn't need anyone else but them, and that if anyone came to their house, they could stuff off. Aunt Minnie had laughed, then pinched his cheeks, before giggling some more. His mother had sat in her bed, looking slightly concerned, but ultimately still giving an incredulous grin, before joining in and ribbing along with Aunt Minnie about their brave little, independent boy who was now all grown up. The lady was wearing some sort of black uniform, consisting of a black shirt, black skirt,

The middle aged woman raised her hands to hit Madeline, when Damien cold voice rang out. "Touch her and you're dead..." Damien expression was pitch black as he looked at his aunt coldly. "Damien you know this little brat..." Damien silver eyes narrowed, as he stood straight, he hated it when his aunt and her two sons came to Rutherford. "Aunt Emilia...want to hit the future queen, there are consequences for it.." Emilia frowned slightly..as she glared at Damien. Emilia was Damien last surviving relative as the rest were all killed by him.

The room fell silent at his words, but only for a moment before Sean's friends erupted into mocking laughter. Sean's face, however, turned serious as he lunged at the priest, grabbing his robe. "You're just a priest. You have no right to use my uncle's name." "The whole town of Riverton knows my uncle is marrying the love of his life today. What's she doing here?" he sneered, gesturing at me.

Winter clucked in disbelief. They had been at Dimitri's house for an hour because Alicia said her sister Alana was still alive. "I saw it with my own eyes, Aunt." Alicia reassured him again. Mrs. Winter waved Alicia's hand as if disgusted by her skin being touched, "Don't call me aunty. Call me madam, got it!" The arrogance was visible on her face, which still looked beautiful even at a no longer young age. Alicia growled inside while muttering "Arrogant"