Preston was at my side in morning, huddled up in a ball. She wasn’t fully dressed, which I loved. She was a beautiful girl. She always had a beautiful face, even when she was sad and crying. I watched her sleep for a while before I got up. I slid over to the edge of the bed. I slipped out from under the covers. I searched the floor for my shirt. Preston still had it on. I chucked quietly and got another shirt. I put some pants on and went downstairs. It was freezing downstairs. I had forgot to turn the heat on. That was the next thing I did. I went to the thermometer. It said it was 63 degrees inside and 43 degrees outside. I turned on the heat but it was taking a while to turn on, so I checked the fuse.
The fuse was okay so I got the fire
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I didn’t really get a glimpse of her. She was a blur in the corner of my eye. She was moving too fast to focus on. I turned around to see her in my shirt walking up fast to me. She looked horribly disturbed about something.
"Ryan! Have you seen…", she turned and looked at Asher in his pen. She relaxed and fell onto a kitchen stool. She smiled wryly and angrily at me. "Next time tell me you’re getting up and that you’ll have
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She was telling the truth. "They were what got me and Preston started. And look at us now, we are going to get married soon", I added in. Then she asked what time it was. I told her it was a little passed 7:00. She said that she should put Asher to sleep and took him from Blaine. Blaine stood up and stretched. "I better be going now. I want to get home in time to talk to your dad. He was wondering how you two were settling in", he said looking at Preston. Then at me. Preston looked at the floor and then at me. She was starting to tear up. "Tell him we miss him and tell him we are planning on coming down next week", I said. He nodded his head and walked to the door. He opened it and walked out. "Good bye", he said closing the door. I waved at him as he walked out. Preston was already in the nursery putting Asher down. She didn’t even have to rock him. She laid him in his crib and he quickly went to sleep. She came running in the bedroom and gave me a big hug. I hugged her tight and held her. She was starting to cry. I knew she missed her dad, so I thought we would go down to see him in a
He just turned and left without a word. I touched Lennie’s grave. The rough touch of the wood deflecting to my fingers. I walked back to the ranch. Everyone was asleep. I wanted to run away tomorrow but I couldn’t let this chance pass up. It also prevented any chance of Candy following me. I tiptoed out of the room and went straight to the woods. I made sure to mix myself in with the shadows of the trees. I saw the river and It felt like I did it...until I felt something grab me by my neck. I quickly got flipped over and pushed to the ground.
“I don’t know,” I paused. “I just really miss him,” I said, my voice cracking. Dally’s eyes filled up with tears, and Soda cleared his throat. We sat in silence drinking our pop, and then decided to go back into the car and drive home. At home I went straight to bed. Soda and Darry stayed up and got themselves
“Ok thanks”James sounding sad.Him and his mom leave the hospital and on the way home the car was silent.
When I returned home the town had a slightly darker tone to it. The bookstore was just as I remembered it. Caroline had taken great care of the place. I entered the store with the newspaper like I always did I was so excited to Martin and Caroline and I was proud of what we’d done. Martin told Caroline to take the rest of the day off. When she left we kissed again. We were both more mature with our feelings and accepting of our
"Oh my god," Eliza said, "We need to go back in." Eliza started crying, like Laurens to Hamilton.
the door shut behind me, “ ugh its cold, oh wait let me in i forgot my jacket, no dang ok well i only live 3 blocks away so.. SLIP!
When he tore his eyes from hers, Allie thought she might swoon she felt so weak-kneed and shaky. She watched him turn and swagger across the room to a dark-haired woman that wore a gold mask. His lips brushed the woman’s cheek; he whispered something in her ear while his lips curled into a sensuous smile. He glanced out the corner of his eyes to Allie to see if she was watching.
“I remember the first night I had met Alden Pyle. It was a bitter sweet memory. I thought I was so in love with Fowler, but from that night, I had a hard time not thinking about Pyle. It was early in the evening, the night air was crisp. It was a nice night, despite the war and everything going on outside the safe boundaries. I had arrived early to the Chalet, so I grabbed a tale near the edge of the almost empty dancefloor. While I waited for fowler and his friend, I listened to the music, it was soothing. I watched as the few couples on the dance floor swayed together, wishing that Fowler would dance with me more often. He disliked dancing, and to be truthful, he wasn’t very good at it either. But I loved to dance.
I cuddled my baby as close to my chest as possible, whipped the streaks of tears from his cheeks, and kissed his peach fuzz forehead. I started to hum a lullaby while rocking him in my arms. I had gotten so caught up in the moment, that before I knew it, he was fast asleep.
At that moment, Lauren walked into the room and smiled softly. “Time to go.” “Is everyone all packed up?”
“So” Sam began. “I know this must be hard to talk to us so soon, and I’m really sorry for your loss miss”
Amara had returned home very late in the night. She walked to her room and saw the breakfast laying on her bed. It had smelled of bacon and a sweet sappy smell. She walked over and layed on her silk comforter that felt cold on her skin. She felt sad because of what she thought she needed to do.
Dad sat in the middle of the couch and patted the seats on each side of him as if to invite us to sit. Veronica and I hugged Dad. She and I cried.
I stare out the cracked window as Lily plays around the stream at the bottom of our Garden. She hums happily under her breath as she dips her toes into the water, staring at the lush Farm that lies on the other side. I call her in for her dinner and she hurries towards me, the innocent joy of childhood written all over her face. As me and my daughter enter the faded
As I walked I let my eyes close and my feet feel the groove in the gravel. My mind, still asleep, dreamt of breathing. The lining of my father's old coat escaped inside the pockets and caught my fingers, which were numb from the cold. I would have worn gloves but the sun would be unbearable later in the day. The clouds would rise over the mountains and disappear and the birds would slowly become silent as the heat settled in. But for now it was just cold. I tried to warm my neck by breathing down the collar. It smelled like diesel and sweat.