Wednesday, August 9, 2017

WFW- Sitting on the window sill.

This weeks Words for Wednesday is again hosted by River over at Drifting through life. The purpose of the words is to encourage us to write, a story, a poem, or whatever comes to mind.
If you post an entry on your own blog, drop by Rivers blog at Drifting through life. to let her know so everyone can read it.

This week's words are:
dynamic, longer, woods, mobile, landed, cellar
and/or:
alerted, flying, demeanor, lights, smoothly, filled

And as River says; Let the creativity begin!😎

Sitting on the window sill

She sat on the window sill in a brief moment of indecision and wondered if she could really do this, I mean this wasn't some dynamic diabolical plot against her Father it was just that she didn't want to be here any longer, she was going to be sixteen and a half next week and she figured that was long enough to be stuck at home.

young girl looking out of window
Photo by Aidan Meyer on Unsplash
Todd had his own place up in North Carolina and she had never even been out of Anderson County, he told her about how beautiful it was there, how the stars filled the sky looking so unbelievably close that she would be able to reach out and almost touch them, and how the sound of the waterfall out on the backside of the property would peacefully lull her to sleep every night.

She was supposed to meet him at the end of their gravel road at midnight. Todd's car was too loud for him to drive any closer to the house without being heard. Between the sound of his glass packs and the tires crunching on the gravel, her Dad would certainly be alerted. Todd had already been lectured at the end of her Dad's shotgun when he tried to sneak up to the house late one night to be with her.

Dad had been canning vegetables that she had helped him pick from the garden earlier in the day, the jars were now cool enough to handle and Dad just couldn't leave them sitting on the counter overnight. "Tammy, get in here and help me!" He had shouted around eleven o'clock, "I know you aren't in bed yet, and we need to get these vegetables down in the cellar."

Now two hours later after lugging all those jars down the steps, the lights in Dad's room had finally gone out, and now she was waiting for the sound of his snoring to begin. She dreamed of the grand property and house Todd had told her about, he smoothly said "We can live here forever Tam, Queen of your own castle, you won't have to do anything, you will love it."

The loud rattles of Dads snoring started, and as it settled into an even rhythm, Tammy slid off of the window sill and quietly landed in the dewy wet grass outside, she grabbed her duffle bag from behind the hedges and ran fast as she could down the side of the gravel road.

Todd saw her step onto the blacktop looking all around, he flashed the headlights on his Nova and started the engine "About Damn Time" he muttered to himself, as she threw her duffle into the backseat, she excitedly giggled and said, "Hey Todd, lets do this."

He dropped the shifter into first gear, popped the clutch and now they were flying in the rusty Nova, onto the onramp of I-85 North, Tammy talked excitedly for the next two hours while Todd patiently listened, they were now off of the Interstate and on some narrow two lane road, Tammy had no idea where they were now, it was so dark and she was beginning to get scared.

The closer they got the more Todd's demeanor changed, he was now answering with one word responses, he was starting to get sharp and hateful sounding towards her. Tammy told herself that he was just tired, heck they had been up all night, and now it was almost dawn, they can sleep all day once they get to Todd's house.

Todd turned the wheel sharply to the right, guiding his Nova into a gap between two tree limbs, he slowly followed the narrow drive avoiding the deep ruts washed into the dirt by heavy rains, the road twisted and turned through a dark tunnel that was formed within the hanging tree limbs and kudzu vines. After a long curve in the road they drove out of the darkness, and suddenly everything seemed to open up revealing a beautiful clearing, like a hidden tropical world no one had ever seen.

"Welcome home darling" Todd whispered as he got out of the car, Tammy sat quietly staring at her cell phone; she saw that she had no service. Taking another look through the windshield to confirm that what she really saw was a tiny mobile home sitting buried in the woods.

Todd motioned for her to follow, while he walked toward the dilapidated trailer.

open window with sill looking outside at trees from inside
Photo by John-Mark Kuznietsov on Unsplash
She just sat there refusing to move as a tear ran down her face; Tammy wished that she were back home sitting on the windowsill.

36 comments:

  1. Your writing is amazing! Thank you for sharing this.

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    1. Thank you Jen, I am truly honored with your words.

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  2. Well done!

    I could feel the yearning. Then I started to worry. Then I felt relief with the "Welcome home darling." Now I'm kind of getting anxious again, with no cell phone reception...

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    1. Hello Val, Things aren't always what they seem, especially with the teens.

      Thank you Val.

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  3. Oh Tammy! My heart aches for her. As soon as I read sixteen and a half, I knew she was about to do something stupid that would change her life forever. I really hope she convinces Todd to take her home again, but somehow he doesn't seem the type to just give her up.
    Well done Jimmy, this is so real.

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    1. Hi River, Thank you Mam, I am happy the characters came to life for you, not a good situation for Tammy but you never know it may turn around.

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  4. Echoing River. Oh Tammy. Your father was right. And how I wish he was a lighter sleeper.

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    1. Thank you EC, I have many people that I know who sleep heavy like this, Dad should have woke up sooner.

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  5. You are going to write a Part Two, aren't you Jimmy? I wonder how many 16 year olds there are in the world who itched to get away to something they thought was more attractive than the place where they live.

    This story is amazing, you have such a talent. I wonder if you have considered publishing?

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    1. Good morning Valerie, You do have me thinking of continuing the story, and I am afraid there are more kids in similar situations like this, sad but true.

      Thank you Valerie I really appreciate you my friend, I have not considered publishing anything seriously, I have only shared with my friends here.

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  6. You have a wonderful gift and are super talented Jimmy! I always enjoy stopping by for a visit! Hugs...RO

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    1. Thank you RO, I appreciate your comments I am at a loss for words, Thank you my friend.

      I am really happy that you joined our little group, we always look forward to seeing you.

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  7. Jimmy that was a great story. You are an inspirational writer. Glad you joined the WFW group. Poor foolish Tammy.

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    1. Hello Annie, I am honored with your opinion and really appreciate you stopping by here, I hope you enjoy your stay and continue joining in. WFW has been a lot of fun for me, I enjoy the challenge and the fine people like you who make it possible.

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  8. You sure are good at these word challenges. I wouldn't have a clue how to start writing one.

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    1. Hi Jean, I drug my feet for a while before I jumped in, usually for me the list of words stirs thoughts with their meanings and a story forms, I have faith you can do this if you choose, grab the list and just play with it, you never know you just may surprise yourself.

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  9. Well, this is not going to end well!

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    1. Hey Bijoux, It's not looking good for Tammy right now...

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  10. Your writing is wonderfully visual.

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    1. Thank you Stephen, This means a lot to me coming from a talented friend like you, Thank you Sir.

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  11. You write so very well. Very entertaining.

    Have a fabulous day, Jim. ☺

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    1. Hello Sandee, Thank you Mam, I am happy you enjoyed reading this.

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  12. This could be the beginning of a dandy thriller. Nice!

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    1. Hey Sharon, you all have me considering continuing this one...

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  13. From one kind of prisoner to another. This had me glued to the screen all the way through. What a great job.

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    1. Hi Delores, I appreciate you my friend, we have to see what happens next...

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  14. A great story about poor Tammy!!

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  15. You hooked me. I had my doubts all along and now I am worried. Hope you finish this story for us.

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    1. Hey Patti, Working on some ideas as we speak ;)

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  16. Jimmy that was such a good story, and I also like the images you've used to.

    All the best Jan

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    1. Hi Jan, Thank you Mam, The images is what took me the longest, once I finished the story then the search was on for an image I thought fit ha ha.

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  17. Incredible writing! Excellent pacing and the twist at the end had a real emotional punch. I use to do so fiction writing on my blog as well, until it got so stale I was embarrassed to post it.

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    1. Thank you Sir, Maybe you could give it a whirl again, grab the list of words and see where they take you.

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  18. Terrific job, Jimmy. Not only did you use the words well, but you told an evocative story with them. Poor Tammy. (And all of the other teenage girls just like her.)

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    1. Hey Susan, Thank you for your kind comment, I appreciate you Lady.

      Sad thing there are more teenage girls in situations exactly like this than we realize.

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