“Two rights, a left at the garden and a half mile past the bronze statue.” According to my uncle, these are the directions from his house to the library. TWO RIGHTS…LEFT AT THE GARDEN…PAST STATUE. He sounded so confident and so, I was too until the left turn at the garden put me on a dead end road into a cemetery. At that moment I felt like a lamb to the slaughter and immediately realized I was lost. When I called my uncle to tell him the situation, he just couldn’t understand whereI went wrong because his directions were perfect. He put on this whole performance, talking about how I never listen and I must’ve made a wrong turn, etc. Again he repeated, “Two rights, left at the garden and half mile past the bronze statue.” Getting nowhere with him, I decided to head back to his house and that’s when I finally saw it. On the corner before the community garden was a small floral shop called “The Garden.” Believing it wasn’t just coincidental, I turned down that street, came upon the bronze statue and finally found the library. Yeah, I guess I really don’t listen!
Grandpa enjoys sitting outside smoking cigarettes as he fiddles with one thing or another. His sight ain’t what it used to be and he can’t do so much anymore but his little projects keep him busy. Today I think he’s trying to turn back time.
Beth was new on the job and wasn’t aware the boss loved to prank the team on Halloween, just to see the fright in their face. When she arrived in the morning and opened her office door, all Beth saw was a leprechaun jumping out at her. The entire team witnessed her skillful defense techniques as she swung hard and fast, delivering a string of punches to her boss’s face. Upon seeing his black eye I tried to refrain from laughter but found myself in tears, letting out a big snort at the end. Beth couldn’t sleep for days, haunted by the green image. The next day her boss tried to vilify her in the office, causing Beth to fear losing her job. Her marriage was already falling apart and now this. Three days later there was a new development that our boss was fired. Felt like we’d all found a pot of gold!
Penalty for breaking curfew was harsh and since Bobby rode his bike way out to shore, he had to hurry home or chance getting in deep trouble. He picked up his green duffle bag full of books and schoolwork, leaving very little space for anything else, then sped off not realizing he’d dropped a shoe. Unfortunately, Bobby was delayed by an accident involving a behemoth truck blocking street access, and when he arrived home his naturally genial mom was none too pleased with him.
When we arrived at the vacation house we were shocked to see white leather sofas and curtains made of lace. The home was in pristine condition! We knew that wasn’t sustainable, with our family having children of varying ages running around. Unfortunately, the tiny backyard had no room for a bounce house. There was a beach nearby but as our luck would have it, there were sharks in the water. I thought being there would spark creativity for my blog but I was overcome by dysania every morning.