Celebrating Lewis and Pearl_When Under the Stars_The Hobbyists_Rejuvenated
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Celebrating Lewis and Pearl
"You know I hate these family gatherings. Those at the beach house are okay, and thanksgiving is okay, and Christmas is always great. Guess they are not so bad after all. But why have one on Valentine's Day? I wanted to spend it with Rosy.""This Valentine's Day is extra special. Do you know why?""No but I guess you will tell me.""It is your great-great grandfather, PaPaw Lewis and your great-great grandmother, MeMaw Pearl's wedding anniversary. It is their 70th. They actually met when they were about your age,"I"Is Uncle Don and Aunt Mary gonna come with Will and Bobby?""Yes and it will be at ...
When Under the Stars
“I remember when the news broke out,” Marlowe said, her words jabbing at the inside of her mask. “I was on a ski lift with my mom. I’ve never skwww.onedoor.ccied before and never planned to in that moment. I guess I was just going to take the lift back down.” She peeled bark off a nearby tree and swatted moths out of her tangle of curls. “We were sharing a bag of chips. My mom had heard about the virus and told me. We stopped eating chips.”The air was stale and chilling. It was silent except for dog howls and the pulse of hearts under coats and the crunch of Gracen devouring her bowl of popcorn. She paused...
The Hobbyists
The Hobbyists Bill was an adventurous young man. He was what one would call a hobbyist. He lived on the edge of a small town in Nowhere, Texas. Bill was always chasing his next big dream. You know, the one that would make him rich, the one that would show everyone he was successful.Bill’s first big adventure was a paper route. He was just a small young boy still in school. Bill just knew the paper route would make him a lot of money. But to a boy in school, what was a lot of money?Bill only made twenty dollars a week and had to ride his bike all over town every day to deliver the newspaper. Af...
Rejuvenated
The warm sea water soothes every bit of my pale skin revitalizing my entire being. I can feel my organs rejoice every second I spend below the warm, salty, sea water. There's no one close to me to ruin the serenity of this heavenly place.It's just the sea currents and the birds that fly above it, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. I lazily move my hands and turn to face upwards. As if on impulse, the sea effortlessly pushes me to the surface.A cold breeze brushes past my face as if to tell me I can stop holding my breath and open my eyes now. I release the breath I had been holding for ...