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Tome of Eternity
“Dad,” Alex Chambers calls out as he enters his father’s study, a tray of freshly made food in his hands. “Dinner’s ready.”
By Frontier Foundation5 years ago in Families
That day
The sound of a bag being dropped doesn’t seem like something that should be burnt into a persons mind. Maybe if she knew the sound of the bag being dropped would haunt her for the rest of her life, then she would have thrown it into the cupboard with other old bags, or donated it, or left it at home. It only contained a few items, a bus pass, a small black notebook and a phone charger, enough items to make enough of a sound that would stick in her mind, like a super glue that reached all the edges of her brain.
By Katie Warden5 years ago in Families
Rule 8
“Family is forever and family doesn’t hurt one another. Everyone has kindness inside of them, even your father. Me and your father were completely different people, then we fell in love and then you came along. When I get back from Work in Paris I'm going to take you to Mexico to visit family.”
By Ivory Jackson5 years ago in Families
Gooseberry Smile by TERRI MCCORMICK
There are two types of people in this world: those who feed their animals first before they themselves sit down to eat, and those who don’t. Elodie Carter’s brother, Amos, was the latter.
By Terri McCormick5 years ago in Families
Inherit
Mom was always the tough one. She was tough for us, because she had to be. She had six kids and could tell you what each one was doing on Friday night, the 6th of September. That woman made life so easy, it was like every problem you could ever have, she knew the answer. And she knew how you needed to hear it, too.
By Miranda Bowron5 years ago in Families
Time
There they were sprawled out across the cramped table of the private bank room. Thomas paced about, reading the letter. Tommy’s mind jumbled it all up, but for what he could capture, it said:
By Caleb Kuenzli5 years ago in Families
Mothers
Twenty thousand dollars. That is what I am left with. Except it doesn’t have a pulse. It cannot talk to me. It cannot fill the void. Funny isn’t it? The old saying “Money talks?” Want to know what else talks, or well..used to talk? My mother.
By Santana Martinez5 years ago in Families
The Inheritance
Daniel had not expected the room to be so heavily decorated with mahogany walls and regal furniture. The empty chair behind the desk had been cushioned with a deep maroon padding and complemented with golden armrests while the books that surrounded the room had been thick, old, and dusty. The young man had not known what to wear during such a formal meeting and so he wound up in the black suit ensemble that he had worn to his Grandfather’s funeral ten months ago. The outfit had seemed fitting the morning prior when considering the purpose of the appointment, began to wonder if it isn’t morbid.
By Jacob Dorst5 years ago in Families
The Rabbit Hole
After reassuring her best friend, Creek, that she was fine and would call him later with an update, Merlot closed the door and went back to the dining room table. She picked up Dr. De Funk’s business card. “Miss Crenshaw.” De Funk answered the call after only three rings. Merlot’s throat was dry. She was nervous and a little scared. “Doctor…”, she started. “Call me Herman. Please. ” De Funk insisted.
By Afro Purgatory 5 years ago in Families
The Sofabed
The Georgia sun shone relentlessly in through the flimsy fabric covering the living room window, its lacy pattern casting whimsical shadows across the hardwood floor of the studio apartment. Jasmine groaned and rolled over, pulling a pillow over her head to block the light. 5:30, Jasmine thought, was a criminally early time to be awakened after pulling a double shift at the diner. But there would be no reprieve, since Kit was also awake and tugging at the pillow, her 5- year old persistence more stubborn than the sun’s. “Mommymommymommy-WAKE UP!!”
By Debra Atchinson5 years ago in Families
You Just Never Know
I stood in the shower, water running down my back, my heart pounding. I could faint at any moment. Thoughts were running through my head, trying to process the events from today. It was just too much. One more surprise and my heart would give out.
By Larissa Fielder5 years ago in Families
Hello Nanna
Hello Nanna – Sonia James “Hello Nanna”…”Hello Sonia”...”I am sorry I have not seen you for a little while”…”It’s okay Sonia, it’s ok”…”so how are you Nanna, are they treating you well?”…”I no like it Sonia…but no complain”…”Oh wow, you have the exact same hibiscus tree outside your bedroom like I do Nanna”…she smiles. She then asks if I want a tutsa teh – a cuppa of tea – a mandatory offering when visiting in her own home. I nod in acceptance and she gestures and says that we need to go into the dining room. Her room in the nursing home was pleasant enough but Nanna was always a strong independent woman whose house was always filled with the smell of something simmering away on the stove, morning, noon or night and the nursing was a far cry from her reality. Nanna was my fathers’ mother.
By Sonia James5 years ago in Families