Operation Turkey-North_The Less_EVA_What Emerges from the Mountaintops
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Operation Turkey-North
Cheerfully standing on his balcony, ready to pulverize freshly roasted Ugandan and Cameroonian coffee beans, Danny Valdez looked forward to Thanksgiving each year. However, this year’s turkey extravaganza would pose extraordinary challenges for our Saxchef. Playing jazz by night and making delicious food by day had granted Danny this title, making him the perfect man for the job. In exactly 48 hours, the entire family would travel to Georgia and celebrate Thanksgiving with their most adored member—Nana. Traveling, however, would not be the biggest issuwww.onedoor.cce. ...
The Less
Marvin’s mother had begged him not to go. His father hadn’t even emerged from his sleeping quarters to see his son off. As he stood surrounded by gut-biting cold and snow, he wondered if they had been correct in their apprehension over his journey. So much snow.No white flakes had fallen since his arrival, but they covered his surroundings; a shroud of murderous purity. Small stretches of the landscape lay bare, but even these areas offered no reprieve from the encroaching chill of death. And he would die if he remained in this place much longer. His tribe could withstand the harshest of condi...
EVA
Every night, the thunder comes to haunt me. I hear it in my dreams, like crackling fire. I hear it outside every time it rains, which happens to be a lot. My sister always holds me every time it happens. My mind wants to shut down and my heart rate goes a mile a minute. I remember the night it came back. I jumped onto my bed and looked out the window. The thunder screamed with yelps of pain and begged for help with the rage of a billion fires. I covered myself with my blanket and started crying. My sister came in and woke me up. I was dreaming. No. It was my seizures again.“It happened again,...
What Emerges from the Mountaintops
“I’ll never get used to this,” Kai groans as he’s forced awake by the rattling of pots and pans in the kitchen.Senna dances happily in the kitchen, the light of the coming dawn just barely reaching the windows. Kai comes through the bedroom door in a haze, stumbling towards the smell of coffee. She hands him his cup and holds her own as she twirls towards the porch doors. She doesn’t spill even a drop and only stops to take a sip before heading out into the crisp winter morning. “Isn’t it just wonderful? I don’t think I’ll ever get used to this,” her smile and softest sigh is in complete oppo...