After Church After church, the same crowd was at the Rice house, minus Sheriff Pace. A group of teenagers were raking the yard where it had been bush hogged the day before. Loading wheelbarrows full of straw into the back of a horse trailer pulled by the oldest dually Rebecca had ever seen.Continue reading “Sunshine Valley”
Author Archives: Chico’s Mom
One mini meltdown
You have your manuscript set up just the way you want it. It’s beautiful. In your eyes. You take to the library to upload your treasure. Would you like to add a cover picture? Yes. You have the perfect picture. Upload. Wait. What? It’s sideways! You search in vain on how to fix this. YouContinue reading “One mini meltdown”
Sunshine Valley
Good night That evening as night began to fall, everyone started to pack up their tools and head home until Rebecca, Simon, Widow Blake, Mr. Rice and Sheriff Pace were the only ones left. Mr. Rice took a deep breath, “what a day?” “Shoo,” Rebecca hissed as she satContinue reading “Sunshine Valley”
Why be thankful?
Have you ever wondered, what do I have to be thankful about? You feel bad. You’re sad. You’re tired. Have you ever read someone else’s thankful and said, ‘I can be thankful for that’? But they said it, should I really repeat that? You couldn’t have an original thought if you tried. Or maybe you’veContinue reading “Why be thankful?”
Sunshine Valley
Lunch “Lunch!” Rebecca had never been so happy to hear that one word. She noticed the bathroom was finished with a new shower stall and tub, light fixture, sink, and commode. It was ready to be used. She was such a poor judge of size, this room had to be biggerContinue reading “Sunshine Valley”
I got a heart
Sunshine Valley
Breakfast “Breakfast,” echoed through the house. Rebecca had just swept the floor. In the back yard, Della had set up four tables to form one long table. People were busy digging into their food. Not everyone. A single hammer was still working on the roof. “Boy,” Mr. Rice called.Continue reading “Sunshine Valley”
Run Away
The building where I work might be 500 feet from Main Street. You have Main Street, a side walk, three steps down from the side walk into our parking lot. All day long I get to hear traffic noise, sirens, and the occasional domestic violence situation. Today, I hear noise. Like always. I’m listening toContinue reading “Run Away”
Sunshine Valley
Caravan Next Saturday morning a low rumbling noise startled Rebecca. She jumped out of bed. “What the?” She struggled to bring the clock into focus. “6:00 am,” she hissed, running toward the door, sliding to a stop on the porch. “Oh my heavenly father.” Simon handed her a robe as he wasContinue reading “Sunshine Valley”
Do they care?
A cloud weighs 1 million pounds. Does it know? Does it care? Floating high in the sky. Producing life giving water and fuel for imaginations. ~ The average iceberg weighs between 100,000 – 200,000 tons. Does it know it? Does it care? Floating peacefully on the water. What you see is not what you get.Continue reading “Do they care?”
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