By Susan Fairfax Reid
A chubby boy with rosy cheeks and freckles roller skated to Jean. He looked Rockwellian.
“Which ya doin’?” he asked.
“Looking at a house I might buy,” Jean answered.
“Which one?” he continued. “I know all about deez houses.”
Jean pointed to a rowhouse with a boarded storefront.
“It’s got roaches,” he said. “Don’t buy it.”
Before she moved in, her friends helped her scrub the panelled walls. Then, they sat on the worn carpet to eat.
Roaches crept from wall trenches and marched down the painted panels. “Oh, brother,” Sue moaned through a mouthful of pizza.
Jean should have listened.
Haha, this is great!
Little kids never lie! 🙂
Ouch! Shoulda listened.
The story rolled along nicely; it ended too quickly. I wanted more!!!
The author takes you right in the middle of the story. I agree, we want more!
I love the imagery in this story. I can see it playing out perfectly. As someone who expertly ignores advice from unlikely sources, I feel bad for Jean! A lot of story is packed into a short narrative– fantastic work!
The imagery is great, I loved the little details, and I could see the story playing out perfectly in my head. As I have plenty of experience ignoring good advice from unlikely sources, I feel for Jean! A big story packed in a short narrative– fantastic work!
I really liked this and look forward to reading more of her work.