Tuesday, May 19, 2015
Saturday, May 2, 2015
Gen. 5.12-Matthew
One…two…three…four…I counted as I turned the knobs on the sink. Today was the big party Aunt Hope was so eager to put on and the closer the time got the more anxious I felt. Kia had already met most of the family so I wasn’t sure why I just felt like today would be a disaster, but I did. I had this heavy pit in my stomach and I wished it was tomorrow already. Once the sink was secure, I gave Klutz a good brushing, twelve strokes right side. Twelve strokes left, twelve down the back and twelve on his belly. All sides covered.
Friday, April 10, 2015
Gen. 5.11-Matthew
When I woke up to let Klutz out in the morning, Kia was sitting at the table eating. I didn’t see any pots or pans out, and the house didn’t smell like she’d cooked anything, yet there was a plate of pancakes on the counter.
“Good
morning,” I said grabbing a plate and taking a seat.
“Morning,”
she replied barely looking up at me.
We sat in
silence with the only the sounds of our utensils hitting our plates, and
Klutz’s barking outside filling the silence between us.
Friday, March 20, 2015
Gen. 5.10-Matthew
The next morning I ran into Levi in the dining room. After Kia was released, we went down to the court house and applied for the marriage license. She went on and on about not minding a courthouse wedding now and that we could plan a ‘real’ one after the baby was born. In two days I’d be married, that’s how long it took for the license to be filed. We just needed a witness, that’s where Levi would come in since I didn’t think Mom and Dad needed to make two trips up.
Friday, March 13, 2015
Gen. 5.9-Matthew
Kia was sleeping after they gave her a sedative. She woke up and freaked out when they were trying to give her the IV. She kept screaming about not being drugged up and fighting to get free. It was scary to watch her lose it like that. I’d always had a feeling there was something off about Kia. I mean I knew about her forgetfulness, and random outbursts, but today was something different. I heard her let out a small groan from the bed.
Sunday, March 8, 2015
Gen. 5.8-Matthew
My head was pounding. I opened my eyes slowly only to close
them again to block out the offending light. Man! What the hell was in that drink? Note to self, don’t let Levi
play bartender again!
Friday, March 6, 2015
Gen. 5.7-Matthew
It was senior year! I was very excited to be finishing up. My case load was pretty easy this last year so it left me time to do more exciting things. My buddy Levi and I had a war going trying to outdo each other with pranks.
He was pissed when he ended up with pink hair for a week, but he got me
back by breaking into my room and putting the entire football team’s dirty
socks and practice jerseys on my bed. I had a serious freak out moment that
night as he stood there laughing his ass off. Luckily he was too drunk to
realize I wasn’t acting just for dramatics.
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