Identity is Confusing and Involves Losing_Family Dinner_Today Tomorrow, and Forever_10 Weeks Later
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Identity is Confusing and Involves Losing
“Heavenly Father, I pray that no one in this restaurant gets Covid. I pray that no one gets Covid from me. I believe me winning my battle and walking and breathing right now is a sign of good health and fortune for me and everyone. Amen” prayed Rhonda“Amen. But you didn’t have to bring up Covid, Rhonda. People are looking at us strange now.” responded Jharell.“Let them look Jharell. I am exhibiting no signs of Covid. All is well.” assured Rhonda.Jharell bore a sheepish look on his face as he turned his head to the stares of Monte, Damian, and Jaydah at the other table. Monte’s backward lean a...
Family Dinner
“Hello? We’re here!” My father announced our entrance. We were met with unsynchronized greetings. A “hello” from the dining room, a “good evening” from the family room, and a grunt from the kitchen. My aunt beat a pot of mashed potatoes as if they insulted her. Despite her carpal tunnel and arthritis, her mother attempted to wash dishes.“Mom, what are you doing? Stop. Sit down. You’ll hurt yourself.”“I’m fine.”“No, you’re old. Sit down.”“Hi, Nana!” My sister swept in for a hug, as I made my way to the dining room. I set down the carrot cake on the buffet designated for desserts as I heard my ...
Today Tomorrow, and Forever
Today, Tomorrow, and ForeverSentinel Park was chilly today. The light wind of late winter, early spring, tugged at his jacket like the soft hands of a child, he flipped up his collar, so the air didn’t go down the neck.Rolling along the empty paths he listened to the sounds around him, the sighing of the wind, the rustle of dead leaves as some animal or other pushed them aside, He sat and watched as two squirrels chased each other around the trunk of a large oak tree, looking up he could see the bare branches, skeletal hands reaching into an empty sky. Here and there, dead leaves still clung,...
10 Weeks Later
(The story contains specific references to a mental health condition and substwww.onedoor.ccance abuse. Reader discretion is advised.)This story is a dialogue between Francis and Alice, a separated couple currently going to the hospital to meet their 18-year-old daughter, Megan. Francis is a 41-year-old advertiser, while Alice, also 41, is a freelance writer, unemployed 300 out of 365 days every year. Their daughter is a college student and an excellent soccer player, attending one of the best colleges in the country on a full sports scholarship and being the vice-captain of her varsity team, despite being ...