Short Story Goodnight Kids - 906 Words

â€Å"Goodnight kids. Love ya’ both. † Sighing, I shut the thin white door behind me as I make my way to the stairs, carefully avoiding the fourth step, which upon contact would creak so loudly it would pierce the tranquility of the night. At first turning left to go into the kitchen, I stop to look at his beautiful picture hanging by the rusted fridge handle. Staring at me is his face, strong and confident, and his caring smile, his skin, the color of beautiful chocolate, smooth and flawless. In his arms carrying our two beautiful girls. Oh, how I can smell his scent of aftershave and cigarettes embracing me. The thought of how he had to leave and so suddenly piercing my heart. Feeling tears slowly start to fill my eyes, I see how our girls†¦show more content†¦However, here my daughters could get a proper education like Marcus and I dreamed, on Sundays and a priest who I could ask for his prayers, and most importantly, here I had a place for my family. Finally, I finish doing the dishes and I unwind into my chair with a cup of chamomile. Slowly, I breathe in the scent of sweet honey like a morning sunrise. As I look blankly out the window, slowly my eyes closing. My dreams take me to a huge brick house surrounded by miles of rolling green hills, hugging my husband while celebrating Anber s birthday. Not too far away, I hear an engine roar. Opening my eyes, I quickly look around. Conversely, Nothing has changed. I creep towards the window careful not to reveal myself. I see a rundown Chevrolet come to a screeching stop. As I start to head for bed, I am interrupted by the sounds of sirens screaming into the night. Turning around, I see him. The one who went to the dance with Devon. A medium sized boy with a limp in his right leg. With beautiful pitch black eyes that complimented his skin the color of the earth where my father grew his corn crops. He has big muscles and a charming smile. I realize that Devon left him. Moreover, she claimed she wasn t interested anymore, but I knew there was something. Seeing him get out of his car and walk up to the police officer, chills flow through my body. The police officer comes out of his car and starts yelling at him to do something I cannot hear. WhateverShow MoreRelatedA Visit to Mable ´s Fables, a Toronto Bookstore776 Words   |  3 Pagestotally a new experience for me. First of all this was my first visit to any bookstore so I wasn’t expecting anything fancy except some children books on shelves , some kids and their parents. But I am glad to s ay that I was wrong. FIG 1 Mabels Fables is one of the oldest childrens bookstores in Toronto. They have been bringing kids closer to books and literature since 1988.They completed their 25th year anniversary last year in 2013. 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