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Ellyn Siegel ellyndraws@sbcglobal.net Blog: thenextchaptert.liveHome Sweet Home“Home Sweet Home”, at last!My sweet husband, Chazz, the father of our baby, due to arrive in less than a month, is bringing in some boxes from the car while I waddle into the bedroom.Consider man, he’s asked the movers to set up our bed first, so I can lay down as soon as we get to the house, after our long drive from The City.After years of living in our cramped apartment, our dream of a house with a lawn, and a baby on the way, is finally coming true.I drift off to sleep to the comforting sound of him talking to t...HlVone door

Fallen Memories

By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire. I braced myself in the open door frame on the side of my garage, looking out into the backyard, barely remembering I was about to ask my wife to come inspect the nearly finished spice rack she had been asking for over the past few weeks. It was only the scent of slightly burned oaken sawdust rising from the flecks covering my arms and t-shirt that reminded me, or perhaps it was the smell of the burning oak leaves she was walking away from, heading back to the patio table. I can’t bring myself to move now though, my eyes fixed on the glass...HlVone door

Saving Grace

“If you wannabe my lover…” “Make it last forever…” Grace belted as she lathered her hair in shampoo. Nostalgia had crept up on her this morning as she thought back to her teen years when it was cool to have your own Spice Girl name; Cinnamon Spice was Grace’s. “Who doesn’t like cinnamon?” She had told her friends. It was also the color of her hair. When she would cry to her mother that her hair was boring brown, her mother would look at her and say “your hair isn’t boring.” “It’s the color of cinnamon, and I think it’s beautiful.” Her mother’s words had stuck with her through the years. Grace...HlVone door

The Child

“Momma! Momma! Terry is scaring me!”Emilia ran down the stairs and into the kitchen to feel the safe comfort of her mother’s arms around her.She hugged her mother’s legs from behind, unable to reach the fully grown adult. She was a very small child.Terrance followed her, bubbling with laughter at his sister’s expense.His mother gave him the devious eyes and said “Terrance” in a B flat, which meant that he was in trouble.“Aaawwhhh! Mum! You know I was just joking around with her.”But he knew he didn’t stand a chance against his teary-eyed sister. He was going to pay for this.Oh God! This is so ...HlVone door