The Birth of a Feud_Jonas_Center of Attention_My Mother and Her Creatures
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The Birth of a Feud
It was the first thing Donna noticed awww.onedoor.ccs she walked towards the dock. Her physical reaction surprised her. A hot flush started in her stomach, and the sorrow made its way to her eyes, and rested there. She wasn’t aware that her hands were fists. Who would do this was her first thought, but she already knew the answer. That beautiful cedar that her grandmother had saved. There was talk of cutting it down when they building the dock. It was right at the lake shoreline interfered with the dock building. Someone mentioned that the cedar was a handy way to mark the boundary line between the cottage ...
Jonas
Jonas Jonas sat at a table at the extreme corner of the canteen all alone while his colleagues could be seen sitting together at tables that were closer to the counter and door of the canteen. A canteen that was located on the second floor of the five floor building that hosted the governmental department of forestry and wildlife. Jonas despite been just 30 years old was already high ranked official in the forestry department. This implied that most of the other employees that were present at the canteen were his subordinates though one could never know due to the fact that he was always isol...
Center of Attention
I park across the street from the restaurant, hoping no one would notice my car. I know I have to go in, but I just can’t bring myself to open the car door. Why did Ms. Carla have to retire now? It’s a ridiculous question, and I know it even as the thought flits through my mind. But, if she wasn’t retiring, the office wouldn't be having this big party at a fancy restaurant to celebrate her thirty years with the company. I can always not show up. Start the car up and go back home. But, it would hurt Ms. Carla’s feelings. And, even though I tell myself she might not even notice my absence...
My Mother and Her Creatures
My mother was an amusing soul. As a kid, we would wander the lush dark oak forests, searching for: toadstools, mushrooms, green snails, toads, chipped acorns, cardinals, and above all else: faeries. My mother would go hysterical looking for them. "She was a fool", the town we lived in would say, "She has gone completely mad". About eleven, I believed every inch of madness she would say. "Look at this June, a house made for a faerie!" She said, peering at the hole in the tree's bark, a small one; filled with moss. "Come June, I found a tiny mushroom fit for a faerie!" She said, holding a small,...