(Part one may be tead HERE.)
She stared at the blank Skype chat-box for what seemed like hours, only her reflection looking back at her. Finally she said “Stop it!”, as she tossed the iPad onto the sofa beside her. A tear ran down her cheek as she thought about the nightmares that had haunted her recently.
Maybe it’s because he’s so close to coming home, she thought. That has to be it; my imagination just running wild.
The evenings were so lonely these past months. The nights were the worst; an almost unbearable hush filled the once vibrant home. The house felt so empty with just her there. Thankfully she had reminders of him everywhere she looked. Be it in “things” or memories, his essence was still present, though it diminished a little with each passing day, like the light of a lamp dimming as it burns it’s last drops of fuel.
Six more weeks!, she thought, that seemed so long. But it’ll go by fast – I hope.
The last few months she had been taking a cooking class at the local community center every Friday night. One of her co-workers had suggested it, knowing that Friday evenings were especially hard for her. It had been an excellent idea, too, though she strenuously resisted it for weeks. Now it helped replace their movie nights with something constructive – more so than sitting sobbing on the sofa.
She picked up the iPad to put it away, thinking about those last words she’d said to him, Be careful tonight, wishing she could take them back. She hadn’t told him, or anyone, about the nightmares; he didn’t need to know her extra worries and she didn’t want the extra council from her friends about them.
(Linked to Friday Fiction with Ronovan Writes.)
Interesting…. and I guess you are making me excited with what the friends told 😛
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Thank you. I’m glad it interests you. We will see what happens next … maybe LOL
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Interesting story 🙂
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I’m not sure if it will continue or not yet. When I wrote part one I already had an idea of part two. I’m iffy about pressing on or leaving them to ones imagination
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Hmmmm (she said, thinking about the baking turkey…) 🙂
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Tented in foil until 3 hours before dinner at 250F then remove the tent and up the heat to 375F to brown it up. It’s usually dry but that’s the way my wife likes it. A couple of years ago I made the best, moistest turkey ever, forget the recipe. My whole family went on and on about how delicious it was except the Mrs: she though it was raw since it was juicy. Last perfect bird for me, all dried out from now on, much the the rest of our chagrin LOL
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Ohhh, you are cracking me up!!! Howling great story!! I only buy the “bone-in breast” of turkeys now, and I like them–except they’re very uncooperative in the roaster: can’t sit up straight because they have no legs!! So I had to take it out of the oven after 2 hrs, and shove it over on its other side for a somewhat “even tan”…while it finished baking…sheesh! It’s now done and “juicy” (“raw”), transferred to a smaller pan and in the fridge till tomorrow… The yams are baking now, so that just leaves stuffing, rice casserole, and corn pudding to do when I get up around noon-ish. I may be too tired to eat!! Sounds like you are an exceptional cook and baker, as well as writer….my my my, I’m visualizing us doing a siblings’ cook-off!
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Aw, you’re too kind but you’re right: I am on both! LOL
Yes, I could see us penning poems and burning food while yammering away 🙂
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Hahahahahahaha!!! The yammering away part, definitely!!!
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Especially that part LOL
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You’ll have to do a yammer-monologue tonight–I woke up sick as a doggie….just barely got everything cooked and washed up– now I’m headed to the couch. Shlumping in front of movies till bedtime 🙂 Hope your T-day was Excellently Blessed!!
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Oh I so hate to hear that. Prayers you’re feeling much better tomorrow. My T-Day was pretty great – even with a dry bird 😉
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I “expect” to feel better by tonight–thank you much for your prayers! Glad your day/celebration went well–as far as dry turkeys, that’s what God made gravy for!! Speaking of–did I tell you that gravy will be a beverage in Heaven? Yep! (Next year I may try one of those “roasting bags”…though it seems it would be a hassle to open it up to check for done-ness…since you’re a primo cook, do you have any thoughts on these bags?)
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I think they are a waste of time and money myself; like you said getting in to check or baste would be a hassle, and likely tear it.
Now the crockpot liners are something my daughter swears by. But I’m frugal (read CHEAP LOL) and would rather just scrub it clean. 😉
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I’m frugal/cheap too, and I just know I’d end up cleaning the crock pot anyhow, so it would be money wasted 🙂 Took me multiple exhausted tries to clean my roaster today, finally had to “let go”…
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Sounds familiar: I’ll be buying a new one too LOL
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My aluminum roasting pan is fairly new and I was trying to keep it looking “nice”–but there’s a point where you say, “it needs to look used”! And actually, if I just remember to grease the sides, cleaning is no problem… 🙂
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Remembering … that’s the problem for me LOL
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Me too…what was your name again? 🙂 🙂
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What was the question again … ?!?
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Uh huh 🙂
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And are you feeling any better? (Hit send too soon )
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Working on it 🙂
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Good job here with the storytelling. Just enough to interest but not so overdone to begin to lose a reader’s attention.
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Thank you, Brother. I appreciate the encouraging words.
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