A student Oscar was sitting at his desk dreaming about going home. But that wasn’t going to happen anytime soon. He was asked to be part of a teachers meeting about one of his students. The state of dread in him was great. He shot Esther a text to let her know he was goingContinue reading “Winter Season”
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Winter Season
This again The next morning found Oscar blindly standing at her window staring out. Rain was coming down in buckets matching the gray feeling in his heart. She wrapped her arms around his waist as she laid her head on his back. He loved that feeling. The slow movement of her hands sliding from hisContinue reading “Winter Season”
Winter Season
Your kiss When he woke, the room was dark. He was covered up. Light peaked out from the bathroom door. When she returned to bed, he wrapped her up. She asked again, “Honey, are you okay?” “I am now.” He snuggled up against her. “Do you remember on my birthday how I wanted you toContinue reading “Winter Season”
Winter Season
Please be advised: ADULT SITUATION! Coward? He came back into the kitchen, soaking wet. She couldn’t hide her shocked expression. He must have sat on the steps in order to have gotten wet. His frame cascaded into the floor putting his head in his hands. “Make it stop.” “Where do you want to start?” “IContinue reading “Winter Season”
Winter Season
That decision Oscar stressed all the way home about how to handle this. He didn’t want a fight. On the other hand, he didn’t want her to not try. She was right; she hadn’t even got the job. He didn’t want her to resent him. He loved her so much. She had shot him aContinue reading “Winter Season”
Winter Season
Please be advised: ADULT LANGUAGE! Black shadow Oscar was sitting at a picnic table outside eating his lunch. It had turned out to be a warm sunny fall day. He was working on his lesson plan as he ate very slowly the potato stroganoff that she’d made. It hadn’t bothered him when he ate itContinue reading “Winter Season”
Winter Season
Make it right The next Sunday, Oscar and Esther did go back to church. After the choir sang their songs, Brother James stood behind the pulpit with his suit coat unbuttoned and his left hand in his pocket. There was a hushed silence that fell over the congregation. “I had one of the ladies askContinue reading “Winter Season”
Winter Season
Pastor Randall About three o’clock the doorbell rang. Oscar opened the door to find the pastor standing on the other side. “Did my mother send you?” “Mr. Patterson.” He shuffled his feet. “No, I’m sure I don’t know your mother. Sister Sharon told me where I could find you.” He forced a smile. “I knockedContinue reading “Winter Season”
Testimony Tuesday on Wednesday
God’s lessons are all around us. We sometimes don’t know how to interpret what he’s saying. Or perhaps we know but we choose to look the other way. I know I do. Brush off an experience and say, ‘that’s not me’. There was a time in my life that I questioned how people could spendContinue reading “Testimony Tuesday on Wednesday”
Winter Season
New church Esther and Oscar were cleaning up the kitchen after dinner. “One of the teachers invited me to go to her church, what do you think?” Oscar asked. “What did she tell you about it?” “It is a Baptist church and they have a new young pastor. She says that he is full ofContinue reading “Winter Season”