Swing._"What happened to your garden Francis?"_Loving Lydia Stream_Baxter
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“Katelyn, I know you’re there. Grandma doesn’t live here anymore so you don’t haveto worry.” I spoke into the sweet smelling air of my home. It was perfectly clear out but the pale pink curtains shuddered with fear as something zoomed by them. I smiled and casually poured out the green tea into a porcelain tea cup that matched the pastel floral tablecloth that had a few rips from over the years but it was still my favorite for these occasions. With a whisper in my ear and a swift movement of the chair across from me, I knew she was here. I giggled, pouring myself tea and said: “Just show yours...
"What happened to your garden Francis?"
“Momma, Momma! Come here and see what I found in the attic!” Shirly was so excited and scared out of her mind, she was practically screaming at her mother, Francis. “Shirly!” Francis started to scream in return and immediately tried to calm herself. “Sweetheart I am working on a very big project. I know you're bored, but do you think while you are in the house you could use inside voices, please?” Francis’s tone had changed from frantic to pleading. Shirly did all she could to calm herself. Her hair was standing on end. She could not decide if she was still excited, or becoming more afraid of...
Loving Lydia Stream
Jeremiah first loved Lydia for her honey curls and second for her admiration of sunsets. Now, on their anniversary, he sat alone in his badly decorated room in the assisted living home and was counting all the ways he loved her. Having missed three of her phone calls that day because of his medicated induced naps, this seemed to be the only tactic that kept him awake. Jeopardy played in the background, but he ignored it, knowing from experience that he would soon be lulled to sleep to the sound of Alex Trebec. “Jeremiah Stream,” her compelling voice had rang out through the vwww.onedoor.ccoice machine afte...
Baxter
It was so terribly cold. Snow was falling, and it was almost dark. Jenny’s eyes were burning. She wondered if it was the cold or the mascara melting into her eyes from once again, not being able to hold back the tears. As she reached for the doorbell, the door suddenly whipped open and she let out a yelp.“Brenda! Oh my God, you scared the crap out of me!” she exclaimed.“Jenny, you look terrible. Not again? Come inside you must be freezing!”Brenda and Jenny met five years ago when Jenny and Jeff moved into the rental across the street. They became close friends and confidants. Jeff and Brenda’s...