"Where is that girl!" Andrea sighed. "She was with us at the hotel, right? We never should have let her take her own vehicle!"
The other girls nodded in agreement. Each of them had tried texting and calling her, and they took turns calming her mother down. Promising she hadn’t run away. Little did they know that Rose was in a bit of a bind.
- 40 minutes earlier -
"Don't worry girls, I'll be right behind you," Rose assured them. She watched as the girls left her alone. She looked at herself...
What a stupid idea, you think to yourself as you walk the snow-filled path. Or at least, you think it's the path. It was a path when you started, but the deeper you have gone into the woods, the deeper the snow has gotten. Now that you think about it, that makes sense. It's the week after Christmas - nobody has been out to clear the trails.
But, you're stubborn. So you keep walking. This path is supposed to lead to a gorgeous view of Lake Vallor. And after the mess of a holiday season that...
Jennavieve had always loved theatre; since her mother had taken her to a kid's concert, she had been hooked. Not only did she watch plays, but she acted in them too. She loved being on stage. She did school plays and community theatre, and she also went to drama camps.
That was why this year - her senior year of high school - she was looking forward to having a decent role in the school play. She didn't need to be the lead role, but she was hopeful that she wouldn't be in the ensemble.
So,...
Alice had lived a good long life, so she wasn't sad to go. She knew she was dying. Or was she dead? She honestly wasn't sure. She had been having really vivid dreams as of late. And now she was on a tree-lined path and it smelled like spring.
She couldn't help but start walking. She followed the brick path and soon came across a doll that had been left behind. It seemed vaguely familiar but she didn't know why. She bent down and picked it up. As she did, the trees in front of her bent away...
Gracy was helping her grandfather clean out the attic. It had taken a few years of discussions, but Grandpa was finally ready to move in with her and her parents. She was looking forward to having him close by. He had the coolest stories and had always been a great help on her school assignments.
Sure, hanging out in a dusty attic wasn't every high schooler's idea of fun on Saturday. But she didn't mind. Her grandma had been a collector and now Gracy got first dibs on anything she wanted....
"You're early," says Death with a hint of surprise. “Not that I'm complaining, though."
"Surprise, Dad!" his daughter Beauty smiles at him.
"Why are you back early, dear?" Normally when she joined him, the family of three made a day of it, as their paths hardly crossed anymore.
"I'm not staying, but there's someone I want to greet and guide to the river. Mother figured you wouldn't mind and would understand." Beauty waves her hand, and her robe turns from a yellow and green background with...
Kathy sat in her old rocker watching her grandchildren play with building blocks. She loved it when they came to visit for the afternoon.
Soon her son came to pick up his kids. "Hey Mom, did you know you got a package out here?"
"A package? I didn't order anything…." By the time she got up, her son had made his way to her dining room and set the package on the table. She glanced at it. "Maybe it's another gift from a friend. I'll look at it later." Kathy shuffled to the table, where she and...
He swore to himself he wouldn't give in but his friends wouldn't let it go. "Fine! I'll go ask her, but you all owe me a drink when she says no deal?" His friends all gave half-hearted agreements, some cheering that he finally was making a move. He rolled his eyes and left the coffee shop, heading back to work. She was the secretary at the office next to the building that he was doing construction on.
Apparently, her boss was moving the company next door, so she had come over a few times to...
I was built in 1946 near the end of the year, as many soldiers returned from the war. My bright, new, red bricks, the freshly-painted walls and the cookie-cutter rooms made me a home for many. At first, only soldiers filled my numerous rooms. Some stayed only for a few months; others stayed for life. I have watched many couples come and go, some families start, and others families fall apart.
One young man came just after the war ended. He always had a lady or groups of friends over. Yet as...
They came back every year to this same spot. This little coffee shop on a corner of Main Street, in the small coastal town where their families vacationed for the summer. Ally had gotten there two days ago and she couldn't wait for Betty to arrive. Their holidays didn't line up perfectly this year, but they had still rented a cabin together.
Betty was supposed to get here in time for lunch, so they had agreed to meet at the coffee shop. While she waited, Ally sat with the sun warming her...
Nancy is a normal six-year-old with friends and parents who love her. She doesn’t have any siblings but she doesn’t mind that…or at least, she didn’t mind until she was six. Then...
"Mommy? When do I get a baby sister like Susie?"
Her mom has to catch the glass she nearly drops. "Oh baby, we aren't going to have any more kids. Just you." She pokes Nancy’s nose.
That night Nancy hears a thump under her bed. "Who's there?" No answer. "I'm not scared, you know! I'm the bravest girl in the High...