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I think it may finally be fall here in Texas. Now, don’t get me wrong, it’s been very cold here, then warming up for a couple of days and then cold again. Now, when I say that, I mean it’ll be 40 degrees F for a couple of days, then back up in the 70s, and back and forth. But 40 and below is winter, not to mention the rain and dreary overcast. This week, however, except for Tues that’s in the 40s, the rest of this week is in the 50s and low 60s-Fall weather. Plus, I’ve noticed leaves finally changing color and falling off the trees. Now, next week could be completely different. This is Texas. If you don’t like hte weather, wait a few minutes, it’ll change.
Here’s this week’s Monday Short Tale. My NaNoWriMo is going decent enough. I’m not anywhere near my number but it’s only the 10. I know it’ll be better as I get further into my novel.
She turned as her sister entered the room. Unlike years before, when they shared a room, she couldn’t read the emotion on her face. She knew it wasn’t a small deal that her sister had come to visit. After all, they hadn’t seen each other more than a few times a year since they’d both run away from home as soon as possible.
“What’s going on?”
“What makes you think something’s up?”
“You’ve come for a visit when it’s my turn to visit you.”
“I’ve had a call from Mother.”
“Good or bad.”
“Depends on your point of view. I’d say good.”
“Okay… I’m going to drag this out of you, aren’t I?”
“Okay. I’ll play the old game. Say something sad.”
“The saddest movie in existence is Titanic.”
“I would actually argue with that.”
But she chose to not actually argue as she doubted her sister would visit for that.
“Say something happy.”
“Well, Dad’s dead.”
“That’s close enough.”
But she had to make sure her sister wasn’t being facetious.
“Are you serious?”
“Quite. Mother was sobbing when she called me, though I think she was angry when we hung up the call as I didn’t respond how she expected, I’m sure. She also asked for your contact information but I informed her I’d lost it.”
“Thank you. If I don’t see that woman in the next 10 years, it’ll be too soon.”
“Indeed. We left home for a reason. A reason she continues to deny ever happened, despite the tense relation it left her with us or hte damage it did to us. The only reason I’ve let her have my information is for this exact event. When one of them should die.”
The two continued to chat for a little while before the younger sister decided to retire for the night to her guestroom.
What do you think the parents did to the daughters? Please comment below your thoughts. I’d love to see if you come up with the reason that was in my head or if you come up with something else.
‘Til Next Time, Friends!
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