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Most recently published stories in Families.
The Book of Fates
Arianna spends most of her mornings these days juggling the boys schooling, data entry for work then food prep and clean up after lunch and by then she needs a break to de-clutter her anxious mind. Today was no different she slowly swayed in the hammock, allowing the evening sun to warm her face for a rare few moments of solitude, thoughts of her ultimate dream to convert a bus and travel with the boys kept floating in and out of her mind, like the swaying of the hammock in the cool evening breeze. She dreamed of a simpler life, a life where her children would grow up closer to nature and adventure, rather than cooped up in front of screens and plastic things all the time. There was so much more to life than this draining rat race that kept her tired, stressed and feeling defeated and she was determined to find it, not only for her peace of mind but more importantly for her boys. For four years now Ari has struggled to raise her boys with little to no help. Finn, who was 10, was also extremely intelligent and highly emotional all rolled up in one beautiful long haired ginger snap package. Rowan was 5 and had more energy than any of us combined with a tricksters spirit to rival the most Wiley of coyotes. Even his copper curly hair seemed to play awful tricks on his mother!
By Alice Knight-Hawk 3 years ago in Families
Invisible
Invisible By Sandra Mathis Crap!”, I looked at the clock. I was already late; I should have left home 10 minutes. It will be fast food today. Two chicken and egg biscuits and 2 large coffees. I know what she likes from every restaurant between my house and work, although she prefers when I bring a home cooked meal.
By Sandra Mathis3 years ago in Families
A Picture Is Worth A Thousand [Dollars]
George died on January 28, 2021. He was born in 1932 to a Pennsylvania Dutch family, making him 88 years old and the owner of over 10 authentic German steins. George amazingly had 8 children from two different marriages. Two of his children were present when he transitioned from Earth to whatever lies beyond. Despite being pumped with morphine to numb the pain, he opened his eyes, shed one tear, and was gone.
By Erica Young3 years ago in Families
Falsehood
Sometimes I watch rivulets of raindrops drag along the glass pane and twirl my pale brown fingers along the cold glass, following. They’re skeletal almost. Tired now. Maybe the food was meant to do good. I did not touch it, except for the corner of the plate. The bouquet of roses on the table perforates my vision of the shared, familiar nose.
By Rabeya Alam3 years ago in Families
The Secret in the Picture
The house was so full of people that Lyn couldn’t breathe. She had to get out but couldn’t. She couldn’t just walk out. Mom would want her to stay. She would want her smile through her tears, her pain, and to comfort others in her own grief. Mom would tell her that it would help her to heal because all the people that loved her mom also loved her and Andrea. Mom had told her to help her sister, to be there for her. That she would need her help. Lyn yelled at her mom when she said that to her that day, just a couple of weeks ago.
By Myra C Lewis3 years ago in Families
Magic Lessons
A balloon with the words “Happy 10th Birthday!” swayed above Jasmine’s head as two dozen eager faces leaned to watch her open her last present. She fished through a bag of tissue paper, hoping to find the unicorn necklace she had been talking about for weeks. Her heart sank when she pulled out yet another nail polish kit.
By Jessica Vanderpool3 years ago in Families
THE NUMBERS GAME
Desmond Chauncy O’Hare was a smart kid. From the back alleyways of Brooklyn, he lived with his older sister and her husband, Liz and Dominic Gardner. They led a modest life. Dominic owned the corner grocery that had belonged to his father. It rested beneath their one bedroom apartment, with wooden staircase that creaked no matter where you stepped.
By Lindsey Nelson3 years ago in Families
A Sunday Kind of Love
I guess you can call it dumb luck, if luck is what you really want to call it. But luck for me is never like it is in the movies. No, my kind of luck happened to me on a day when I decided to go to a fast food restaurant for a five dollar meal. I was standing in front of the register when one of the machines started malfunctioning. A rather large employee walked over and tried to fix it as best he could. You could tell that this was an ongoing issue as he was getting agitated and just started hitting and shaking it.
By Zarinah Tillman3 years ago in Families