Tag: short story

  • The Wedding

    My first thought was to scream.  Then cry.  Then I was furious.  I took off my heels and threw them at my mother and Isaac.    “You have got to be kidding me.”  I was too furious to even raise my voice.  How could they be kissing passionately today, of all days.  “Well, uh…  Michelle.  Let me explain,” Isaac…

  • Dancing Queen

    Growing up, I had always wanted to be a dancer.  But with a family full of athletes, dancing wasn’t something that had ever been deemed acceptable.  The older I got (I was recently called an old maid by my father for being 35 and still single), the more I realized dancing was something I could not put off any…

  • The Farm

    It had been twenty-four years since she’d last seen it, but my mother had said the place looked exactly the same.  My mother frequently told me the story of growing up on a farm in rural Nebraska, but never would take us to see the farm.  She had recently been to visit the farm by herself, but also wouldn’t let us go with…

  • Secret Ingredients

    “Hi cousin, I’m calling in hopes you have Grandma’s secret cake recipe.  I have been trying everything I can think of in hopes of making a cake for Jason for his birthday, but I can’t find her recipe.  I know I am just missing one thing, but don’t know what it is.  Love you, bye.”  My…

  • Our Genealogy

    My mother always told me our history was important, but I never really listened.  I did what I wanted without thought of the past and sometimes without thought of the future.  When I was thirteen, she got very serious about our ancestry and started going to the library several times a week to use their free version of Ancestry.com. She became…

  • The Dog Ate My Homework

    I had never used the excuse of my dog eating my homework until now.  At the worst possible time.  I had been about to type my essay for grad school on my laptop, but Tank, my lovable but idiotic pug, had eaten it.  I always do my writing on a typewriter first because I love the sound…

  • Beach Holiday

    My father refused to take us to the beach for vacations when we were younger.  We would beg and beg and one day we thought he had given in.  Instead of saying absolutely not, he said, “I’ll be right back and then you’ll have your beach vacation.”   My sister and I ran to the room we shared to see…

  • The Hurry

    “What’s the hurry?” he asked backing me up into the corner.  “Why would you want to leave so soon?  Jake punched the wall next to my head, but continued to stare into my eyes.  I knew I was in for it, but wasn’t sure how I was going to get out of the situation I…

  • Obey

    “Do you remember when they got married?” I asked my brother.  We were shopping for Christmas presents for our father and stepmother.  I sometimes had nightmares about coming home and all of their stuff being cleared out and my parents being gone without a word.  My stepmother had been nothing but a great mother to…

  • Do you remember?

    “Do you remember when they got married?” I asked my brother.  We were shopping for Christmas presents for our father and stepmother.  I sometimes had nightmares about coming home and all of their stuff being cleared out and my parents being gone without a word.  My stepmother had been nothing but a great mother to…