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Changing of the Seasons - Chapter 12
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Darcy couldn't help but laugh at the face Magnus made once they reached their destination. "Oh don't look so sour," she said as she parked the truck. "It'll be fun."
Magnus peered out through the windshield of the vehicle and took in the sight before them. The trail started simple enough before disappearing up into the desert mountains. "Fun, you say," he quipped as he unfastened his seatbelt and opened the door, watching as Darcy grabbed the packs and shoved her keys into one of them. "Dehydration says I should we be out here too long."
"I brought plenty of bottled water," she fired back as she climbed out of the door, shutting the door behind her with a bump of her hip. By the time she got around to his side he was standing with his arms crossed over his chest. She shook her head and handed him one of the packs. "Everything's going to be fine."
Magnus let out a soft sou
I Want You To LiveMy original short story which is now published in the collection Setting the Scene by Polar Expressions Publishing.
The flag is flying at half mast.
I stare up at it, fighting back my tears, half listening to the prayers and the speeches. Half listening to words that, though beautiful, seem so empty to me. It's been eighteen months and fourteen days since the late afternoon knock on my door. Eighteen months and fourteen days since I dropped to my knees on the porch, crying out your name and begging God for it all to be a dream. Eighteen months and fourteen days since I lost you.
I reach up and touch the cool, metal tags hanging from the chain around my neck. The gold band you once wore with price and love. All I have left of you.
Tears fill my eyes once again and I quickly turn away, thankful I am standing at the back of the group. I quietly retreat to my car. I won't cry in front of others anymore. It causes sympathetic looks and I've had enough of those l
PetalsThe grass tickled between her toes as her father toiled away with the roses by the letterbox. She watched his fingers weave between the thorns to pat the soil around each bush, humming to some John Lennon song she couldn't put a name to. Despite the sun just tipping the horizon, she saw sweat prickling his brow and his eyes squinting against the light. The fine lines on his face were suddenly accentuated by shadow, and for a moment, she swelled with wonder.
'Maria, come here,' he said, waving her over. 'You're not going to learn anything sitting all the way over there.'
Excitement sparked her limbs into motion, and she crawled over to sit next to him, careful to tuck her skirt beneath her thighs to avoid the dirt.
He picked up a pair of clippers from beside him. 'Now, you need to snipe back these diseased parts here and there from the base of the plant. It helps it grow better.'
Snipping off two pieces of wood with ease, he deposited them in Maria's outstretched hand. Their rough textu
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