At ‘First’ Sight (Pt. 3) by Cortney Joseph #ShortStoryAugust

“A long, a long time happening. I’ve been waiting, hoping, praying… and it finally happened.” – Tammi Terrell


She left him at a loss for words, entranced. A feeling building, one that he hadn’t felt for any woman in his life. Suddenly all that he’d thought was true and great love seemed subpar.

“What’s your name?”

“Sadie Houghton.”

His lips curled into a smile, her name running through his mind at a hundred miles per second, imprinting itself in his memory. There it would remain with the picture-perfect shot of her lovely face, and the melodic sound of her giggle as she nervously shuffled from one leg to the other. “Sweet Sadie. I’ve passed your way a million times, yet I’ve only laid eyes on you for the first time today. Why do you hide yourself?”

Looking down instantly, she felt something electric surge through her body as he placed his finger beneath her chin, lifting her head so that he could stare into her eyes again. They glossed over with joy, in a way that no one had ever looked at him. “I wish I didn’t have to.”


The moment was interrupted, a shaky voice sounding off from the room just around the corner. “Sir, I don’t mean to rush you but Madame Isabelle just pulled in and I don’t think she’ll take kindly to you being anywhere but the parlor.”

Wesley looked towards the end of the corridor where he’d heard Tanya calling. She stood in the parlor, watching for Isabelle’s every move. He kept his voice low, looking to Sadie. “Can I see you again? Could you meet me tomorrow, out front? I’d love to take a stroll with you, learn everything that I can about you.”


“Why not?”

“Well for starters, I don’t know your name.”

He chuckled nervously, wringing his hands as he dropped them to his side, reluctantly inching away from her. “It’s Wesley. Wesley Stephens. I hope to see you again, Sadie. I’ll be looking for you.”

He said goodbye, quickly making his way into the restroom to make it seem as if he’d been there the whole time.

Smiling to herself, Sadie willed the butterflies fluttering about to still themselves. When Wesley had made his way back into the parlor, she quickly made her way upstairs.


Recognizing a look of anger on her employer’s face, Tanya quickly devised a new plan, one of exit for the older gentleman. Rushing him into the kitchen, she gave Wesley directions to a back alleyway where he would not be seen or noticed. One that would take him back to the main portion of the street, one where he could make a clean get away. “Thank you so much.”

“You’re welcome Sir. But a word of advice, and I mean this with the best intent.” He nodded, listening carefully. “Be careful coming around.” She sighed. “I know you’ve seen Sadie, I heard you speaking. I kind of figured she’d make herself seen, if you hadn’t come searching already.”

“I had. Had to be certain my eyes weren’t deceiving me.”

“They weren’t, but like everyone else, you’re not supposed to know she’s here.”

“Why not? Why is she hidden away when she doesn’t wish to be?”

“Tanya, girl, where are you?!”

She looked over her shoulder briefly before turning back to Wesley. “It’s not my place to explain. But as long as her aunt lives here, you won’t be able to come around as you please. So if you must, be careful. Not just for you, but for Sadie’s sake as well. I’d hate to see any bit of happiness ripped from her.”

Wesley nodded, saying goodbye to the young woman before making his exit.




The character of Wesley was formally introduced in the following Snippet. He and the character of Sadie were created for a full novel I’d begun, titled Your Precious Love. Unfortunately, the novel was never completed, but I love the characters so much, I thought I’d share a little more of the world I created for them. I hope that it was enjoyable, and who knows… I may bring them back in full someday soon.

Thanks for reading all three parts of this!


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Creative Soul. Artist. Perfectionist. Virgo.

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