December 25, 2146, Seaside Village, Historic North Carolina In gray stockings and a wool dress draped around her ankles, eleven-year-old Lula opened the door and stepped out of the two-bedroom rambler she and her parents have called home all their lives. Sucking in a deep breath, Lula glanced around the white-washed, orange-roof village. It had…
“No,” Manny said, sitting on the bed with his arms folded, “No way I’m flying. It’s only to Boise, can’t we just save some money and drove there? I’ll bet it’s quicker than go through customs and bag check.”
Harry sprinted up the stairs and back down a moment later.
As his consciousness surfaced, Jack opened his eyes to see a woman smiling back at him. He gasped, “Who are you?”, scooting as far back as he could go.
“Oh shut up.” I mutter and turn off my phone. My family or shall I say my mother’s family has been calling alternately, wanting to know where I am.
“Catch me if you can.” Kristy smiled.
Note: My mom’s family are immigrating to the U.S. from China and they are supposed to come at the end of this year or early next year. They are all moving into my house and these are thoughts I predict I will be having (though probably not during late-night showers) since there will be 7 other people…
Lydia grabs the photo on the fireplace mantle. The photo shows a little girl in the garden.
“There are so many twists and turns in life.” Susanna says, “and when life serves you a lemon, you will try to make the best lemonade there is.” She chuckles nervously while the camera-guy stares at her with confusion.
“Mister, are you all right?” I looked down and saw a little girl pulling at my pant leg.
I shut my eyes, trying to think back to the dream I had the previous night.
Based partially on my real life…
“Does anyone know what this is?” The children shook their heads at the picture.
“Open the door slowly,” Sara nudged Eddie. Eddie rolled his eyes and ignored her. He pushed the closet door open.
“But I don’t wanna go, this is all so stupid.” “Oh you’re going, even if I have to drag you there myself.”
He would be drunk that night. He would stumble up the stairs to his apartment, too wasted to notice the door to his apartment was standing ajar.
Kelsey followed the crowd up to the street level. “Whoa,” She gasped and gazed at the tall buildings.
As the room folded flat around him, he cowered. It’s going to fall on me, he thought while his heart pounded madly. This cannot be happening. My horoscope told me good things will be occurring today. A moment later, he heard applause.
The detectives walked through the house in disgust.
“I’m begging you, please come down that ledge.” Detective Sara Locke shouted.
Charlotte sighed, “This has to be the most beautiful view I’ve ever seen, don’t you agree? It’s too bad we can’t spend forever here.”
“B-but there was a criminal here, detective. Are you just going to do nothing while my husband’s probably somewhere getting tortured?”
Leigh gasped, “I can’t believe it’s still here!”