Family Home

“I just want to get out of this town,” Shannon said. “Any place is better.”

I scratched the back of my neck. “Where?”

Shannon stroked her chin. “Ahh. Seattle. Let’s go to Seattle.”

“And leave the South?” I raised a sly brow.

Shannon blew out her lips then a smile tugged at the corner of her mouth. “Exactly, leave the South.”

We packed our belongings in the back of my Jeep. We passed interstates and highways at speed so fast; I felt like I was drunk.

“What’s with the hurry?” I said.

“I got a surprise.”

“You? A surprise?” I laughed.

“What?”

“Surprises are so not like you,” I said.

“You’re going to like this one.”

“Maybe we could find a home. A place of our own.”

“We’ll rent something until we can find the perfect home.”

We entered highways with patches of evergreen trees on either side and light rain.

“Didn’t you grow up in Seattle?” I said.

Shannon’s eyes darted to me, and she nodded, returning her eyes to the road.

We pulled into the driveway of an empty house. “What are we doing at someone’s home?” I asked.

“This.” Shannon placed the car in park and shifted her attention to me. “This is where I grew up.”

“I guess I don’t understand.”

“Mom left me the home when she died last month,” Shannon said. “It’s ours.” Shannon fit her body in mine. 

“A home. Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Who doesn’t like a surprise?” Shannon said. 

(From Dusting off Dreams currently #12 out of 168k in poem collection)

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

RS:C||PHER

MASTERY OF MY OWN CIPHER

Awesomengers

Think हटk, Be Awesome!

Lady Jabberwocky

Write with Heart

Dread Poets Sobriety

Irreverence's Glittering New Low!

RelatoCorto.com

Blog Fiction

The Light is On

Thoughts, Stories, Poems

DiosRaw

LOVE IS THE ANSWER

Pick Me Up Poetry

Music | Literature | People.

lavitasaikia.wordpress.com/

Welcome to my world! We go through a lot in our lives but to accept them with an open heart and emotional strength is what keeps us alive. My posts are about all those little fears, happy moments, and anticipation we experience throughout our lives. I hope you find solace in them!

JSB

Swimming in the Ridiculous Like a Tuna With a Mistress

The Mad Puppeteer

Warden of Words // Shaper of Stories

AnshdaRNaught

You are not the " U" in ubiquitous, but the "U" in Unique

The Paltry Sum

Writing, musing, living and surviving

what'S what

Welcome to what'S what, a page where you get elucidation of rawly bewildered findings encircling around.

Love & Love Alone

Born to Love & Love Alone, Live to Love & Love Alone, Die to Love & Love Alone

Neutral View Point

Details Do Matter

%d bloggers like this: