The apple of my eye, The pie in the sky, My sun when it rains, My sweet sugar cane. I never knew we’d meet, You’re so awesome, so sweet, You caught me by surprise With that twinkle in your eyes. Now our love has grown, I no longer feel alone, you fill my heart with glee I love that you love me.
Veva had seen that little dog before. She couldn’t forget him, with his black spotted face and brown belly! “What a silly little dog”, she remembers thinking the first time she saw him. This time he looked sad though. He seemed a little scraggly, like he had been out in the rain all night, maybe sleeping in a mud puddle! Poor baby.
“Come here sweet baby!” she called to the puppy. He looked over at her and started walking slowly in her direction.
She was a little fearful. What if he had some disease or if he was really nippy?
He was a little fearful. What if she tried catching him in one of those net things like the other people did?
With his little head down he walked up to where Veva was standing. He kept his head down, either to be patted or because he was afraid of her. She fell in love immediately with the sweet puppy. She bent down to pat his little spotted head. As soon as she lifted her hand away he looked up at her with the darkest, sweetest eyes. “Do you want to come home with me, little guy?” she asked. He wagged his tail. He didn’t know where he had come from but this was the first time that he felt like he knew where he was going; home!
Jetta wanted to turn and walk away but knew better than to think it was that easy. She was in the thick of it and regretted the day she asked Natalie if she could move in. Natalie was nothing but drama and Jetta knew it but she hadn’t been thinking straight, she had only been thinking that she had to get out. Danny was abusive and she couldn’t take it any longer. No one seemed to believe her. Even some of her closest friends thought she was exaggerating or making Danny out to be worse than he really was. Jetta wished she was only making up stories of abuse.
So now, instead of Danny’s abuse she was intricately entangled in Natalie’s addiction. Jetta didn’t know which was worse? Thinking back to the day her parents asked her when she was moving out, Jetta felt some resentment that she was asked to leave without them knowing she had nowhere healthy to go. Her life was getting deeper and deeper into chaos than she ever thought possible. Jetta began to have doubts that she would survive the next six months, knowing Natalie was going to have to give up her lease for lack of payment. She felt herself slipping into a darkness that scared her more than Danny’s abuse and Natalie’s addiction ever could.
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Marcus knew his plans to take Billy to the rodeo were solid and it would be a great day with his son. He had everything prepared and the only thing left to do was pick Billy up at his mother’s house. After the flawless pick-up, the two were on their way to the rodeo at the old arena downtown. Billy loved the time with his dad and knew the rodeo was going to be a great place to go. Unfortunately, Marcus spent most of the time looking for Billy who got lost in the shuffle at the entry gates. He had never felt this kind of fear in his life; luckily Billy was a bright kid and knew to sit in one place until he was found.
When you arrive Place a call Wait for an answer Wait for the fall Sit down and ponder What happens next Turn off your volume Send your last text Sit for a minute Sweat it all out Waiting is torture Its what life’s about
Your prompt for #JusJoJan and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “the beginning, the end.” Write about the beginning of something and the end of something. Bonus points if your first sentence contains “the end” and your last sentence contains “the beginning.” <– Read that again. Have fun!
I often find topics ironically fitting for life’s happenings.
Everyone will have their time
The end of the road is now coming prepared you may be, or maybe not. there’s no way to stop it or start it it puts your life right on the spot to figure what else you must do here before it’s your time for farewell Answer the unanswered questions for there in your mind they still dwell think of the things left to do here and all of the things that you’ve done don’t cry for the ones who are left there For you a new beginning’s begun.