This writing has been on my mind today, so it is either let it sit there till it fades, or write it...so I am writing it...it changes, edits and goes the story started already....
2nd Attempt:
Gloria had just put the dressing in the oven when the phone rang. Dinner would be ready in about a hour, they were just waiting on Lori now. Why had she waited until the last possible minute to come home? Something was going on there.
"Hi Mom. We'll be there in about an hour, I can't wait to see the family. This is going to be great."
"I am glad you landed safe. Do you need Dad to pick you up, and your sisters are dying to see you. Wait, did you say we? You have someone with you?"
"Sorry mom, this is a bad connection, we'll talk when I get there. Love ya, bye."
She slowly hung up the phone and wondered at what her daughter had not said in that conversation. Someone was with her, but who, and why wouldn't she say who. She knew that her girlfriends were always welcome, they always had been. In all the years that the girls had been growing up, they always hung out here, they were always welcome, even on holidays an extra girl or two could be found at the house. So why didn't she say who was with her. She thought about the friends that were attending college with Lori, but Jannie and Denise were already home, she knew because they had phoned the day before. Maybe it was someone she met at school, and she tried to remember any names Lori might have mentioned, but couldn't.
Her husband, Greg walked in the room."Was that the phone I heard?"
"Yes, Lori landed safely and is on her way. Guess who is coming to dinner?"
Lori clicked the phone shut and closed her eyes. She had about an hour, then it would all be out in the open. How would her parents react? She had played this scene over and over in her head, and yet she could never figure out the ending. She was pretty sure they wouldn't throw them out of the house, and she was pretty sure they were going to be upset, but just how upset was the question. Oh well, nothing she could do now but relax and enjoy the ride home. As she rode along she thought about the past year.
Last Christmas she had been a happy high school senior. She wasn't a straight A student by any means, but she got good grades and was on the honor roll. She and Tyler and been dating almost a whole year, and she had thought they might be the real thing. He was a senior too, and played on the football team, but he was by no means the dumb jock, he got good grades and they had talked about attending University together. He had given her a locket for Christmas, which she still wore only he didn't know about it. Funny how much wearing that locket still meant to her now. It was a reminder of what had been, maybe it held the dreams of what could have been, but there had been times this past year that holding onto that locket had given her the strength to endure. She was going to need that strength now.
No, things had not went well that spring, it wasn't his fault, but there was no way she could tell him that. She never did have the courage to tell him anything. She tried to tell him it wasn't his fault, and that he was still a good person and that she still cared for him, but how can you do that all the while you are pushing them away from you. No, to tell him would mean that she would have to face all that had happened that spring, and she wasn't ready to do that, even now, riding home knowing that she was going to have to account for at least some of this past year, she wasn't sure she was ready or that she was doing the right thing. No that wasn't true, no matter what her parents thought it was the right thing to come to them with it now, probably should have done this sooner, she thought, but she wasn't strong enough then. Was she really strong enough now? Only time would tell.
Greg looked at his wife, they hadn't played the guess who's coming to dinner game in awhile, at least not with Lori. Their house was the place to be when their kids were growing up, so it had become a game betwen them to figure how which friend which girl was bringing home. He had loved that game. To him it meant that he had done right by his girls, he was the kind of father that he wanted to be, that his old man had not been. Odd time for the game now he thought, but when he looked at his wife again, the worry on her face told him it was real this time, not just the same old game.
"Glory, are you saying that Lori is bringing someone with her home?" Greg asked.
"I think so," Gloria replied, "at least she said we are on our way." Gloria sighed and then she walked over to Greg and allowed him to wrap her in his arms, "She left for college as soon as graduation was over, and she hasn't come home since. All her friends have called asking about her, and so I know she hasn't been keeping in touch with them either. Something is going on, and I don't know what it is." Greg held his wife and listened. They had talked about this before, but he had always brushed it off as Lori spreading her wings and needing some independence, it was her freshman year of college, it would be ok, but as he held his wife in the kitchen, waiting on Lori to arrive, he just knew that it was more. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he thought he always knew it was more. Lori had never bveen that type of girl, even last year when she was dating Tyler, she was always so open and honest with them. She had always let them know where she was and what they were doing, although she probably kept some secrets, he had never worried about her until after Spring Break. Yes, Spring Break, that is when Lori had changed. He just kept telling his wife it would be ok, he had to, he was the father, the husband and he had to be her rock. Now though, something was about to change their family forever, and he had no idea what it was or even how to deal with it. Would he be able to handle, or would he become his father? No, he would not let that happen. He had spent his whole life trying to do things differently, to be a bigger man than his father and no matter what was coming home with Lori, they would handle it, and he would be the good father, he would make Glory proud of him.
Sunday January 1st, 2023
1 year ago
The orginal writing appears in the brownish-orange color. The new stuff, what I changed or added, appers in the purple.
ReplyDeleteokay...so I couldn't leave it alone. So many things are running through my head on this story starter....I again added to it, this time in green.
ReplyDeleteWow, that has so much more depth and texture to it than the original (which I could still pick out, before reading your comment about the coloring).
ReplyDeleteI love how the tension and mystery keep building and building and then... no resolution! So mean of you ;)
Nicely done, please let me know if you expand it further!
Thanks Marc!
ReplyDeleteThere is still so much more to the story that is swirling around in my head, not sure how long it will be, but there is still alot more to come.