Frances opened the door slowly, her eyes widening.
“You brought your children today.”
The mother stepped forward, accepting the carrots before turning to each fawn.
50 words
The rutted road led them home for the past 50 years. It had never bothered Mavis and Jeremiah in the least. It kept their home private. As they stepped out the door for the last time Mavis felt a tear slide down her cheek. Things would never be the same.
100 words
The laughter of her grandchildren filled Skye’s heart with joy. She watched them bounding from leaf pile to leaf pile, the leaves rising high before floating gently to the ground. She was always grateful to see them but this year was extra special. Janie’s kids had joined the rest for Thanksgiving. That was a first. Janie had taken a long time to come around.
“Grandma, come and join us!” They squealed loudly as she buried herself under a bed of leaves. Minutes lasted a long time.
“Can we have hot chocolate?” they asked. She nodded, racing them to the door.
150 words
“You put a door in with no windows,” stated Joanne. “Why would you do that mom? You need to be safe. It’s a dangerous world out there.”
“Honey, come with me,” replied her mother. She opened the door and stepped outside.
“Take a look. What do you see?”
Joanne looked around. The lengthy tree lined driveway made it hard to see the old country road that they had driven up on. She looked left and right to see magnificent forests of pine, spruce and maple for as far as the eye could see. She walked to the corner of the house and looked at the rather large lake with the massive dock structure.
As she walked back to her mom she noted, “Maybe I was wrong. The only problem I can see is there could be a forest fire.”
Her mom smiled. “That certainly won’t be knocking on our door.”
“You brought your children today.”
That humanizing statement was my favorite!
A Simpler Life
A Story Stack: The Separation Method
6 words
Falling leaves accented the rustic ambiance.
25 words
Frances opened the door slowly, her eyes widening.
“You brought your children today.”
The mother stepped forward, accepting the carrots before turning to each fawn.
50 words
The rutted road led them home for the past 50 years. It had never bothered Mavis and Jeremiah in the least. It kept their home private. As they stepped out the door for the last time Mavis felt a tear slide down her cheek. Things would never be the same.
100 words
The laughter of her grandchildren filled Skye’s heart with joy. She watched them bounding from leaf pile to leaf pile, the leaves rising high before floating gently to the ground. She was always grateful to see them but this year was extra special. Janie’s kids had joined the rest for Thanksgiving. That was a first. Janie had taken a long time to come around.
“Grandma, come and join us!” They squealed loudly as she buried herself under a bed of leaves. Minutes lasted a long time.
“Can we have hot chocolate?” they asked. She nodded, racing them to the door.
150 words
“You put a door in with no windows,” stated Joanne. “Why would you do that mom? You need to be safe. It’s a dangerous world out there.”
“Honey, come with me,” replied her mother. She opened the door and stepped outside.
“Take a look. What do you see?”
Joanne looked around. The lengthy tree lined driveway made it hard to see the old country road that they had driven up on. She looked left and right to see magnificent forests of pine, spruce and maple for as far as the eye could see. She walked to the corner of the house and looked at the rather large lake with the massive dock structure.
As she walked back to her mom she noted, “Maybe I was wrong. The only problem I can see is there could be a forest fire.”
Her mom smiled. “That certainly won’t be knocking on our door.”