My Daily Journal 11/28/2016

I woke up fresh this morning ready to take on a new week. The wind is blowing like crazy and my daily dose of coffee is keeping me warm. I am finally able to get my blood sugar down to a better range and feel good about today. My husband got up to have coffee with me this morning and I am ready for a new day. I thank God every morning for allowing me to wake up another day. I ask for his mercy, grace, and strength to conquer the day. It has been cold here most of the week with temperatures down in teh upper twenties to lower thirties, brrrr. I can’t wait to see what the day holds for me but I feel that it will be a prosperous one. So to all of my family and friends out there, have a blessed day today.


Ghostly Mr. Tooley

My name is Regina and I am an African-American woman with two young children, Brianna and Jesse. They are the love of my life and I want to provide the very best life for them that I can. We used to live with my mother in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania until I earned enough to get our own place. My mother looked after my two children while I work as a personal assistant to a fashion designer. I work long hours and sometimes I have to miss school plays or homework, but I love my children very much and they know that I would do anything for them.

I am thirty-five years old with a curvy body that makes a man beg for it. I have a caramel complexion with brown eyes and long braids down to my waist. I wear glasses which do come in handy when I have to do a lot of reading for my boss. I love my job and wouldn’t trade it for the world, except for my kids. I love watching television, going to the clubs every blue moon with my girlfriends, and I am an avid reader of books. I especially like fictional books which have you on the edge of your seat.

My daughter Brianna is the oldest of the two and is seven years old while my son, Jesse, is only four years old. Brianna is a skinny girl with dark brown eyes and loves to have her hair in pigtails. My son is completely the opposite where he is a little chubby boy with a shaved head and he wears glasses as well. They are a handful but my mother loves her grandchildren to death.

I have been working as a personal assistant for about nine years now and my boss is the coolest person. She gives me time off when one of my kids are sick or if I just need some down time. I personally run all of her errands for her and make most of her business calls. She is always so busy running around making deals and designing new outfits, and she does dabble a little in home decorating, so I guess you could say she has two professions.

She is a remarkable person who is quite a bit older than I and all that gray hair on her head shows it. She is an older woman who has a brilliant mind and a creative flair for fashion. One of my jobs is to make sure all the models are on time for their fittings and that all of the events are well planned. I have even had the opportunity to mingle with other famous designers and celebrities. That’s one of the highlights of my life other than my children being born.

After working for about the last three years I have saved enough money to move my family into a place of our own, so my mother and I went to search for a place for my kids and I. We finally found an apartment big enough for my children and I to thrive in. It was on the first floor and it had three bedrooms. It was in a subtle part of Philadelphia where there was not that much crime and I didn’t have to fear for my children’s safety. My mother liked it and I was pleased with how clean and organized it was, so I signed the rental agreement and went home with my mother to begin packing up my family for the move.

The next day I rented a moving truck to load my family’s belongings into to take to the new apartment. Box after box we put into the truck and almost bumping into each other a few times, but we were getting it done. The kids were excited about having their own rooms and I was excited about being on our own, even though I love my mother, I just felt that my children pushed her to her limits most times.

Once the truck was packed and we were ready to go, my mother followed us in her car to help us unpack. My boss knew the situation and was okay with me taking a few days to get settled in. We pulled up in the apartment complex parking lot and got as close to the apartment and remotely possible. There we started carrying boxes into the new apartment and the kids were just too excited for me. I felt they were running me ragged at first. Then came the fighting and arguing over who got which room. It took all I had to get through this day.

Well, we were all unpacked and it was time to take the rental truck back, so my kids jumped into the car with my mother and followed me back to return the truck. Then, I got into the car and headed back to the apartment to sort through the mess. My mother helped out by unpacking the kitchen and putting things away while the kids were tackling their rooms and I rummaging through mine.

It took the better of one whole day to get most of everything where it was supposed to be. We ordered pizza for dinner because I had not bought any groceries yet for the apartment but would go shopping after we got through taking care of the apartment. My mother finally got the kitchen done when the pizza arrived at the door. I opened the door to a young delivery boy with my hot pizzas. He didn’t look like much, but hey he had a paying job which is more than I can say for most young boys. Most young African-American boys think about being thugs and drug dealers, so it’s nice to see an honest hard-working one make it in life.

I took the pizza to the living room and called for my mother to bring plates and napkins while calling for the kids to come eat.We all sat around the coffee table on the floor and dug into the hot pizza. Everything was turning out okay at this point. The kids made a mess while eating and my mother just laughed. They were enjoying themselves and seem to be a little happier in our new place.

After finishing the pizza and getting done with unpacking, my mother gave her hugs and kisses as she departed for home. I really appreciate the help that my mother has been. I don’t honestly think we would have made it this far without her. After she left the kids went back to their rooms to finish cleaning it up and putting things away while I cleaned up the pizza mess.

It was getting a little late now and the kids needed to have their baths before bed. I got Brianna into her bath while chasing Jesse around with his clothes in my hand. He was more of a mischief-maker than Brianna, who was more level-headed. After getting Brianna out of the bath, wrapping her in a towel, and sending her to her room to get her pajamas on, it was time to get Jesse into his bath. Bath time was always fun with Jesse but they really need to make a bath apron for parents so we don’t get all wet when bathing a child.

Picking Jesse up and out of the bath tub and wrapping him in a towel I thought I heard Brianna calling for me. I grabbed up my wet son wrapped in his towel and carried him into Brianna’s room. I asked her if she had called me and she quickly replied “no”. I thought it strange because I definitely thought I heard her calling my name, but anyway, time to get Jesse into his pajamas and into his bed.

Once I got him tucked in it was time for his nightly story of pirates and swashbucklers. I got his book from the shelf and sat down on the bed next to him while wrapping my arm around him to prop up his head. I opened the book and began reading it to him when I felt this cold chill that seemed to linger. I got up and checked his window and then went into the hallway checking the thermostat to see what the temperature reading was. It said that it was seventy-nine degrees in the house and I thought that very odd that there was a chill in his room.

So, I went back into his room and got comfortable with him and again began reading to him. He was very assertive and excited about the pictures and my reading to him, but soon he was fighting sleep and his eyes getting very low. I think I read about another ten minutes before noticing him fast asleep. I closed the book and gently got up from his bed not waking him. I placed the book back on the shelf and picked up a few of his dirty clothes from the floor. i made sure he was sound asleep before closing the door and heading to Brianna’s room.

Brianna was dressed in her pajamas and ready to be tucked into bed. So we got her under the blankets and I leaned down to kiss her forehead telling her good night. As I began leaving the room she stopped me and asked if I would close her closet door for her before turning out the light. I walked over to her closet looking inside and felt the eeriest feeling. So I closed the door and again told her goodnight before leaving her room.

As I walked towards my room I started hearing soft little voices but I couldn’t make out what they were saying. I pushed it off as a figment of my imagination and the fact that I was exhausted from the move. I went and soaked in a nice hot bath and relaxed the muscles for a bit. As I lay there with my eyes closed relaxing, I could feel that cold chill again even with me being in a hot bath. I couldn’t put my finger on where it was coming from. I went ahead and got out of the hot bath so not to get pneumonia and wrapped myself up in my towel.

As I walked back into my room I could sense that someone was watching me but how, there was no windows in my bedroom. It felt like piercing eyes watching me and making the hairs on my arms stand up and tingle. I couldn’t let go of this feeling and decided to call it a night and get into my warm bed.

I climbed into bed and I don’t think it took long for me to fall asleep but it seemed like I was dreaming just that quick. It was as if I had just closed my eyes and opened them into another world which was hazy and bright. I could see a shadow of a short man walk by and all I heard were whispers, just like the ones I heard earlier. It was eerie enough to force myself to wake up. I sat up in bed and looked around but saw nothing so I laid back down and tried to go to sleep again. This time it was uneventful and peaceful.

When morning came, I woke up smelling coffee brewing and hurried to the kitchen to find out who was here making coffee. I arrived in the kitchen to find my daughter standing on a chair over the coffee maker where she greeted me with a huge grin and said that she had made coffee for me. When I looked in the pot it looked awfully strong, so I asked her how she made it. It wasn’t the answer I had hoped for but she said she put three scoops of coffee in the filter which is a bit much even for me, being that I live off of coffee. To keep her happy I drank what she poured into my cup and went over to the table where my son was eating some cold cereal, which by the way, had more milk in it than a cow could possible produce at once. He did enjoy his cereal so as long as he was happy I remained happy.

It was then time for me to take my daughter to school and my son to daycare. We grabbed everything we needed and ran out the door to get into the car. I first put my stuff into the front passenger side seat before opening the back passenger side door for my daughter to get in. Meanwhile my son was running around the car yelling at the top of his lungs that his shoe was untied. I grabbed him on his second time around the car and got him into his side and into his car seat where I could tie his shoe so he would calm down.

I quietly got inside the driver seat and took a deep breath. I had a few days off from work to do some things around the new apartment to get more settled in. So, I dropped my children off and headed for the grocery store to stock up the refrigerator and cupboards before they came home that afternoon. I remembered that I left my cell phone on the kitchen counter and decided to go by the apartment to get it before heading to the store. When I walked inside the apartment it felt like twenty degrees in there. I walked over to the thermostat and checked it again and it told me the same thing, that it was seventy- nine degrees in the apartment. I could not figure it out so i went to get my phone which I knew I left it on the counter but wasn’t there when i got there. That boggled my mind because I could have sworn I left it on the counter.

I searched and searched through the apartment but still no luck on finding it. I called my mother using the house phone and asked her to call my cell so I could retrieve it. I waited about fifteen minutes and then she called me back and said she tried calling it but it just rang and rang. I didn’t hear it at all. I could not figure out where I left it and tried looking through the house again, but no luck. I told her thank you and hung up but then tried calling it myself thinking maybe my mother must have dialed the wrong number.

When I dialed it from my house phone it rang only three times and then this man answered it. I was dumbfounded as to how this man got my cell phone. He sounded a bit like an older man and when I asked him how he got my phone he just hung up. I tried dialing it again because I thought he was so rude but this time he didn’t answer it and it just rang several times. I went into my bedroom and searched in there looking under the bed, in my sheets, but then it dawned on me how could it be in my bed when a strange man answered it. So I headed back out to the kitchen and when I arrived it was sitting right there on the counter where I thought I had left it. That was strange, it wasn’t there a minute ago.

Instead of thinking too hard about it, I headed out to the grocery store. I walked up and down the aisles picking up food my kids would like when I noticed some people staring at me. Instead of being rude I just politely said hello but they quickly turned and hurried away. I think I remember one of them from the apartment complex I live at. Could that be one of my neighbors? I thought, but they could have said something nice back instead of running away like I was some leper. When I got to the checkout stand, the checkout girl looked at me funny and then smiled weirdly at me. I asked her if there was a problem and she politely but nervously said “no, ma’am”. She asked if I was the family who moved into apartment two o seven at the apartment complex down the street. It astounded me how she knew exactly which apartment I had moved into, but I acknowledged her with a yes and a smile.

Once I checked out I started taking my groceries to the car when I noticed that people were still being weird and staring at me. I couldn’t let it stress me so I finished putting my groceries in the car and got in buckling up and starting the car. As I drove through the parking lot toward the exit, I noticed how people were still watching me. It was like being in one of those creepy horror movies with pod people or something. I drove past them smiling and saying hello until I got out of the parking lot.

Once I got back to the apartment and started carrying the groceries into the house, the minute I walked into the house i dropped the bag of groceries on the floor. I looked around and every cabinet in my kitchen was open, they were empty but wide open. I did not leave my cabinets open when I left. Did someone come into my apartment while I was gone? I got on the phone and called the rental office asking if the maintenance guy came in for something but they told me they never sent anyone. Who could have been in my apartment and opened up all of my cabinets?

I discarded the thought quickly and began picking up my groceries off of the floor. I sat them on the counter and began going around and closing all the cabinets. I turned around to go use the bathroom and when I came back all of my cabinets were open again. I could not believe what my eyes were seeing, I just closed those cabinets and now they’re open again. What is going on here?

I closed them again and put the groceries away and started finishing the unpacking I had left to do. I went into my bedroom and grabbed some boxes to unpack and placed them on the bed. There I stood next to the bed and began taking items out of the boxes and putting them away. As I was going through a box I could feel something standing directly behind me. It was a cold chilling feeling and I could almost feel someone’s hot breath on the back of my neck. I dropped everything and quickly turned around to see what was behind me. There was nothing. I thought to myself could I be going crazy, am I overworked, or what?

I quickly finished unpacking and doing a little cleaning before getting dinner started. My daughter will be getting off of the bus soon and my mother is picking up my son from daycare to bring him home. It is so nice to still have her helping us even though we don’t live with her anymore. I guess this is her way to still be able to see her grandchildren. I wasn’t going to stop her or complain about it, it was taking some pressure off of me.

It was exactly three fifteen when my daughter came in the door from school and anxious to see me. She had her report card from school and my daughter had made all A’s except for one B in her class. I was so proud of her and told her to go put it up on the refrigerator so I can always see how proud I am of my baby girl. She walked over and took a magnet off of the refrigerator and placed her report card right in the middle so I could see it. Then my mother came in with my son and saw that I was in the middle of getting dinner cooked so she got him settled and playing with his toys while she came back in to the kitchen and helped me with dinner.

She joined us for dinner at the kitchen table and after the children had eaten and left the table, I offered her some coffee so that I can talk to her alone. I started telling her about what has been happening and the man answering my cell phone and told her that I felt like I was going crazy. She asked me if anything else has been happening and did I feel the children were safe. I hasten to tell her I did not feel threatened or that my children were in any kind of danger. I told her it was just little things that were happening. She replied to that statement with if anything else happens or it gets worse for me to bring the children to her house until we can deal with it correctly.

We chatted for a bit longer before she got up to leave for home. I called the children in to give grandma goodbye hugs and kisses and after that I followed her to the door and said our goodbyes. As I closed the front door after saying goodbyes, I could hear the children talking so I headed for the living room where they were. When I arrived into the room there was a silence as if they were hiding something from me. When I asked what they were talking about, they just said they were playing. I went ahead and accepted that and headed to the kitchen to wash the dinner dishes and clean up before it was time for the children to take a bath.

While I was in the kitchen I had gotten that eerie feeling like I had earlier about someone watching me, but this time it came with a sense of being cold. It was almost like standing outside in the snow kind of cold. I couldn’t shake it but went ahead and finished the dishes, got the kitchen cleaned, and started bath time.

Brianna was quick to take her bath and head to bed while with Jesse it was an every night thing with chasing him through the house. I love my children but bath time can be so exhausting at times. While in the bath, Jesse had asked me about the man in his room. When I asked him “what man?”, he told me of the man who visited him in his room the night before. I started to wonder if my son had an imaginary friend or if he was so tired that he started seeing things that were not there.

He described this man to me as being short and chubby, but he said he couldn’t see his face and that it was like a shadow of a man. I asked him if the man scared him and he replied with “no”. So, I got him out of the bathtub and took him to his room to put on his pajamas. After getting him dressed and telling him his bedtime story, I went to check on Brianna who seemed to be fast asleep when I got to her room. I leaned down and kissed her forehead and left the room closing the door behind me.

I headed for my bedroom and as I walked through the hallway, it felt like a walked through something very cold. It was enough to make the hair on the back of my neck stand up but shook it off and headed for bed. I got myself into my night-shirt and climbed into bed. As I reached to turn off my lamp on the night stand I caught what appeared to be a shadow leaving my room. I held off on turning the light off and waited for a few minutes to see if it was real. After about ten minutes I decided it was nothing and turned my lamp off to go to sleep.

Sometime in the middle of the night I woke up to my covers being in the floor and wondered if I had a bad dream or got too hot and kicked them off. I reached down and grabbed them pulling them back up on me. I tried to get comfortable to go back to sleep when I saw the shadow of a man just like Jesse had stated standing at the foot of my bed. It scared me to death and then I started screaming at it “what do you want?” and waited for it to answer me. Which I thought was a little crazy that I expect a shadow to answer me, to which it didn’t. I yelled for it to leave and not bother my children or myself anymore. It just stood there for a few minutes before disappearing right before my eyes. I waited a few minutes before laying back and going off to sleep.

The next morning when I woke up, I put my robe on and headed for the kitchen to make some coffee. When I got into the kitchen every single cupboard was wide open and I noticed the children were still asleep. I thought to myself, “could this shadow be doing these things?” I went around and closed all of them and started making coffee when I turned around and right in front of me was the shadow man again. I didn’t know what he wanted and didn’t know how to find out. It was not like I was psychic or anything to be able to translate what he wanted. I calmly asked him again what he wanted and again he just stood there.

Then my son, Jesse, came running into the kitchen and stopped in his tracks when he saw the shadow man. I looked over at my son who couldn’t take his eyes off of the shadow man and I asked him if this is who was visiting him in his room? He just nodded his head and finally looked at me and then walked over to get his cereal like it was no big deal. I asked him if he has talked to the shadow man and he said “no, he just stands there”. Well I didn’t know what to do so I carried on with my morning of getting the kids ready and off to school.

Once I dropped them off at school I headed back to the rental office to ask some questions. When I got inside I asked teh receptionist if I could speak directly with the manager. She obliged me and went to get her. She offered for me to come have a seat in her office and then proceeded to ask me what the problem was.

I politely informed her there was no problem as of yet but that I was curious as to who lived in that apartment before I moved into it. She looked at me kind of oddly and then started to smirk and asked me if Mr. Tooley was bothering me? I asked her who Mr. Tooley was and she replied that he was an old tenant in that apartment who had died. I asked her what he died from and she just stated he was old and he died of natural causes. He was a pleasant man to be around. There was a nice couple who lived in that apartment right before you who couldn’t get past the fact that there was a ghost in it. She reassured me that Mr. Tooley was harmless and from what she can tell he was just lonely and enjoyed company. That was how he was in the living.

So I thanked her for answering my questions and began walking out the door when she quickly asked me to tell Mr. Tooley she says hello. I looked at her and then shook my head at the matter. I went back to my apartment now knowing what or who the shadow man really was. As I walked in, I got that same cold feeling again and quietly said “hello Mr. Tooley” as I closed the door. When I turned around he was standing in the hallway and I just went by him to get my day started.

As I started cleaning and folding laundry I had quiet conversations with Mr. Tooley which yes I know it might look like I’m crazy but it was comforting to know I wasn’t alone in the apartment. So we had conversations everyday and sometimes he would sit in my overstuffed chair and it seemed like he was listening. He never spoke a work so I kept the conversations one-sided and it was nice. Now I know some of you think I’m crazy already being a black person living with a ghost, when I should be running down the street screaming and dragging my children in tow. Mr Tooley never tried to hurt us or cause any harm, so we cohabited together peacefully.

Now trying to explain this to my mother was a whole other story because she would be frantic knowing there was a dead presence in the house. I finally got around to telling her and even invited her over to meet Mr. Tooley. She was frightened and uneasy at first, but then she warmed up to Mr. Tooley and everything went on as normal. My children are pleased as punch to have a real life ghost in the house and my daughter Brianna is trying to figure out how to take Mr. Tooley to school for show and tell. Everything is running smoothly now and we are happy being in our own apartment and give thanks everyday. Also, we have invited Mr. Tooley to stay as long as he wants.


The Wicked Money Hungry Step Mother

Dalton, Georgia was a nice small town community with lots of memories for most folks, but it turned into one of the most exhausting, tormenting times for a couple named Carl and Brenda. Carl was a man of five foot nine, athletic build, shaved head and goatee. He had just gotten out of prison back in two thousand and ten for a crime he was innocent of which made him a sex offender for life. He suffered from bipolar disorder and schizophrenia for which he was receiving disability payments every month. He met his bride soon after getting out of prison at a mutual friends house one day and they became friends. It wasn’t until two thousand and thirteen when they finally decided to start dating.

Brenda lived alone with her two dogs Kayla and Kymarra in a one bedroom house she was renting from a slumlord who refused to fix anything. Carl would go over to her house to visit and their romance began. He would visit almost every day and both of them hated to see him leave. Brenda was a tall woman of six feet and her weight was proportionate to her height and build. When Carl first met her she was a phone actress for an entertainment company that serviced male callers. She was an independent woman taking care of herself and her dogs. She was a workaholic most days and did the best she could to look after her little family. Every night after Carl would leave to go home they would be on messenger together talking for hours.

One night, Brenda asked him through messenger if he would marry her, but was only joking about it, when Carl made the statement that he wanted to ask her that question the next day when he came over. So they chatted for a bit longer before Brenda was supposed to report for work. The next day when Carl came to visit he did in fact ask Brenda to marry him to which she agreed. From that moment on their relationship blossomed into a loving one which made them spontaneously decide to go to the courthouse to get married, and they did.

Once married, they went to his sister’s house who was happy for them and they became a family, which Brenda had not had in many years. They were going to his sisters for dinner or to visit almost every day. One day, Carl decided to find another house to live in because he felt his new bride deserved a better place. He found that house and quickly moved her in. She loved this new house because for one it was bigger than her old one. They tried to make it a home but stress played a part in Brenda becoming unhappy because she want to find a house to buy. Well, Carl’s other sister lived across the street from them and talked it over with his brother-in-law about the house next door to them for which he owned.

The agreement was made that they would commit to a rent to own deal so they could buy a house and make Brenda happy. It wasn’t long before the brother-in-law became a jerk to them and wanted more money and control over who came to visit. That made Carl and Brenda very disappointed. Not only did he want more money and control, but the breaker box in the house burned out and they were without power. The brother in law was notified the very same day but refused to fix the problem and only wanted his money every month. Carl and Brenda soon got bored and tired of his threats and decided to move out.

They ended up pitching a tent in Carl’s fathers’ backyard. Now Carl had a decent relationship with his father but the step mother wanted her say in everything. Carl and Brenda pretty much lost everything to live in a tent until they could find a place of their own. It was only supposed to be temporary but lasted longer than they wanted because Brenda herself became disabled and was waiting on her checks to come through which would help them move into their own house again.

Now Brenda had done everything she could to make things good between her and the step mother, but the step mother started to show her true side which was being money hungry. Carl and Brenda were living in a tent with nothing but a bed, television, and three dogs because Carl got a dog of his own, and Brenda was not working anymore. They had to live off of the little check that Carl drew each month which just barely covered their other bills. They had no extra money and then their car became inoperable which made things worse. Carl had to put off doctor’s appointments due to no transportation.

Bradford, Carl’s father, was a very supportive father and tried to do his best at helping his son and daughter in law out. He did this despite how the step mother felt about it. Brenda volunteered to clean their house for them, bought between three to five hundred dollars worth of food every month, and did whatever her and Carl could do around the house to help out. The step mother, Diana, was a very short woman who was overweight and a couch potato. All she really cared about was controlling the television and eating. Diana and Bradford had a mutual friend who was gay that they used to work with at one of the manufacturing plants here in town. She was always on the phone with him even during meal times.

Diana was a gossip who thought she knew everything and sometimes twisted the truth to suit her satisfaction. She never kept house but did most of the cooking. All she did all day when she was not cooking was complaining. Bradford did everything he could to ignore her because he has lived with her complaining for fourteen years now and was used to it. Well, even though Brenda helped out around the house by cleaning, some of the cooking, and putting food in the house, the step mother was always on to her about one thing or another.

She always complained to Brenda whenever the guys weren’t around and caused more stress on Brenda’s mind and body than she needed. Brenda was diagnosed with post traumatic stress disorder and depression. She didn’t have a good past and it still haunted her everyday. Brenda didn’t know how she would be from one day to the next and the step mother was slowly pushing her buttons. Brenda noticed that her step mother was unappreciative, greedy, money hungry, and soon disrespectful. It had gotten so bad that Brenda stopped cleaning her house and stayed most days in the tent just to not be around the step mother.

Now Brenda had always put plenty of food in the house and one month she only bought what was needed. It wasn’t good enough for the step mother so she complained. She verbally attacked the step daughter every time they were alone. Brenda couldn’t even walk into the house first thing in the morning without the step mother jumping on her about something. One day the step mother raised her voice and treated Brenda like she was a child and Brenda did everything she could to keep from going off on the woman, but went to the guys to tell them what happened. It made Brenda very upset that this woman could be so bad.

Carl and Brenda were doing everything they could to survive and didn’t need the step mother to cause more stress. Brenda wanted out of there more than the step mother did. Without having any money and the step mother knowing this, she constantly harped about some gas money to even go to the store two blocks away. She wanted money for everything even when Carl’s dad said we didn’t have to pay them gas money to take us anywhere. But the step mother persisted to beat down Brenda knowing that it could send her over the edge at any given time. To keep from having anymore confrontation with the step mother Brenda decided to start staying in the tent and not going into the house for anything but to shower.

When Brenda bought groceries this month and only bought what the house needed, she took half of the food down to the tent so her and Carl would have something to snack on at night. The step mother wasn’t well with things because Brenda didn’t even buy any meat this month and was complained at about that. Diana was just so annoying to Brenda and there wasn’t anything Brenda could do about it without causing more strife in the house. Brenda was at the point of pulling all the food from the house for which they were not even obligated to do but Carl and Bradford asked her to let it go.

Diana caught Brenda one morning when she went into the house to use the bathroom and complained some more to her about the food she bought and it stressed Brenda out to the point of which Brenda sat in the tent and cried. She was tired of being treated so badly. Diana stated to Brenda that because they weren’t paying any rent, nothing on the electric bill, and using their water, that it wasn’t fair or right when Brenda felt it was justified because she always put so much food in the house and even cleaned her house for her. Granted, Carl and Brenda did manage to give Bradford forty dollars one month towards the electric bill but Bradford hardly accepts any money from them because he understands how hard they are having it right now.

Carl and Brenda have discussed sitting down with Bradford and Diana and discussing what is going on, but Brenda is very cautious about that right now because she knows that what she says will make Diana angry and thus give way to a chance of them being evicted from the backyard. Bradford stated that he would not throw his son out because of a conflict with his wife, Diana.

Carl and Brenda have found a house that needs some renovations before moving in and are trying to come up with money to get it fixed. They can hardly wait to be rid of the step mother, Diana, and live on their own again. Bradford fears that once Carl and Brenda move that they will stay away and not visit. Carl and Brenda have already assured him that they will still visit him but keep a distance from Diana. Would you allow your step mother to treat you so badly and ungrateful? Any suggestions for Carl and Brenda to overcome the difficulties of living with the step mother?


Things I Can Do to Help Mommy & Daddy

This is the manuscript sent to the Literary Agent, here I’m only submitting a few of the pages. Illustrations are still being worked on. ENJOY !!


“Hi, my name is Walter Uriah Belvedere, but all my friends call me “Wuby” which is pronounced Woo-Bee for short.” Can you imagine saying my name several times, it would make your tongue hurt not to mention tired. So everyone calls me Wuby. That is so much easier to say. I am five years old and I live with my mommy and daddy who are not home a lot because they work to take care of me and my sister, who you will meet later.

We’re here to show you how you can help your mommy and daddy like we do. See, my mommy and daddy work a lot to make sure my sister and I have everything we need from food, to clothes, and a roof over our heads. Oh yeah, they also buy food for our family puppy named “Scratches” who is named that because all he does is scratch due to dry skin. Why mommy and daddy can’t put some lotion on him to make him stop is beyond me. They put lotion on me when I have the dry skin to make it stop itching.

My daddy is an architect, which means he helps to design and build all the tall buildings that people live and work in you see around the city. He leaves early every morning when my sister and I are at the table eating our cereal. We watch and snicker as he kisses mommy’s lips before he comes over to us and gives us kisses, tickles, and a big hug. My mommy taught me how to tell daddy “have a good day” when he gives me a big bear hug before leaving. Usually by the time he gets to the car and gets his stuff in we are in the Living room window waving goodbye and my sister is such a ham blowing daddy kisses through the window. She is so corny.

We get out of the window when mommy comes in the room and tells us it’s time to get dressed now. We scamper into our bedrooms and start digging through drawers throwing clothes everywhere while Scratches sits on my big boy bed as mommy and daddy call it. When I turn around, he is covered with the sweater Aunt Molly made me. I fall on the ground laughing because he looks so funny.

Mommy is in her room getting dressed for work too. She is an a- a- c- cow- tent. Meaning she goes and plays with other peoples’ money. She makes sure they don’t spend it all and be broke with no money and no way to take care of their kids like us. I overheard her telling daddy that one man spent all his money on a stocking at a market and then he crashed. Anyway, they work a lot of hours and almost all day. When they come home they are really tired and sometimes they argue because the house is dirty and they have to clean it.

I don’t know much about cleaning the house and all but I have come up with some ideas to help mommy and daddy so they can come home and be happy. I think if you try hard enough you too can help your mommy and daddy be happy. I know some of you probably only have a mommy, like my friend Jimmy, or just a daddy like my friend Stephen, so these ideas will make them just as happy too. Now turn the page and let’s get started.

First off, let me introduce my corny, but sweet twin sister, Gertrude Ann Belvedere. That is too hard for me to say too many times also, so we call her “Gaby”. We celebrate our birthday together, but she seems to think she is entitled to more of the cake than I. Anyway, she is here to help me show you some of my ideas to helping your mommy and daddy around the house so they can come home and be happy. We love a happy family, don’t we? Okay, let’s get started now please.


Pick up your toys and clean your room.

Mommy taught Gaby and I how to clean our rooms. We also pick up our toys when were done playing with them. That was a starting point. So, we go around picking up all our toys and putting them in our toy chests for safe keeping. We look under our beds and pull out toys, clothes, shoes, and sometimes a candy wrapper here or there. We put our shoes in the closet; put trash and candy wrappers in the trash can, and attempt to make our beds. We are too small to use the vacuum but when we have it all clean, mommy only has to run the vacuum in here. That makes it so much easier for her. Plus, it makes it easier for us to find our toys. My sister Gaby spends most of her time in my room so it can be hard to keep it clean with all her dollies. She leaves more things in my room than hers. She is so girly.

Put your dirty clothes in the clothes basket or hamper.

It can be fun sometimes going around the house and finding the one sock you have been missing for a long time. We think that when you take it off you should immediately put it in the basket or hamper. That way you never lose anything and mommy can just grab the basket and go to the laundry room with it. It also keeps it more clean around the house. Most of the time Gaby puts her dolly clothes in the hamper so they stay fresh and clean too. I will never understand why a girl wants her dolly clothes clean when they never leave the house to go anywhere.

Help daddy take out the trash.

I know some of us are too little to carry those big bags of trash, but you can always help daddy carry them or even hold the door open for him to carry it out. He will appreciate the help believe me. He says I have big muscles when I grab the bottom of the bag and carry it. He laughs or smiles when he hears me grunting like I am really carrying it. It makes mommy smile too. Gaby is so girly that all she does is shrieks at the thought of touching the dirty trash bag. I think it is because of all those dirty diapers mommy puts in it. It can really stink.

That Last Kiss

It was September two thousand and fourteen in a small town called Acworth which is in the lower part of New Hampshire. It had the population of eight hundred and ninety-one with a total area a little more than thirty-nine square miles. It is so beautiful here and sat just outside of Claremont, New Hampshire. It was almost time for fall and the leaves turning pretty reds, oranges, and yellows. Being September you could smell the scent of fall in the air. The thought of the holidays coming, families getting together, pumpkin pies cooling in the kitchen, and the busiest time of the year for most restaurants.

The biggest restaurant in the town had a waitress named Emily who was twenty-eight years old, single, about five foot seven, with blonde wavy hair and green eyes. She was their best waitress and made the most in tips. You couldn’t beat that bubbly personality she carried and was always polite and respectful to the customers. She had been saving up her money to get out of her sister’s house and into her own place. She worked long hours and made quite a few friends with the customers. The restaurant had a lot of regulars who always came in and sat in Emily’s section of the restaurant. If they had a bad day Emily was always their to cheer them up and make them smile. She warmed everyone’s heart and melted the most hardened men who came in.

Emily was a great waitress and on this one particular night she was unaware that she would meet her one true love. The one she has been waiting for all her life. Sure Emily has had a couple of boyfriends here and there but none tickled her fancy or was even into the types of things she was. Emily loved hiking, drawing, sunsets, picnics, and her dog Stubborn. That was his name due to him being so hardheaded that he had to have things his way and didn’t care for a lot of her boyfriends. He was a five-year old yellow Labrador  and he was her baby.

Emily came to work that night and while she was tending tables she noticed a gentleman walk into the restaurant. He was tall and a bit muscular, had dark brown hair and amazingly blue eyes. She noticed he was clean-shaven except for his goatee which was dark and well-trimmed. He was wearing a nice gray suit which made him look very distinguishing. Emily was captivated by him and noticed he was being seated in the section next to hers.

She started questioning the waitress who ran that section that night, asking what she knew about him. The waitress looked at her and knew right away that Emily was infatuated with him. She told Emily she would at least get his name. After taking him his coffee and chatting a bit with him, the waitress came back over and told Emily his name was Stephen. Emily smiled and started lightly muttering his name over and over again and lost track of her work. She couldn’t keep her eyes off of him and noticed he would catch a glimpse of her as well.

By the time Emily finished her tables and looked over to the next section, she noticed he was gone. She rushed over to the waitress and asked where he went. She told her that he left for the evening but did ask for Emily’s name. The waitress had told him her name and Emily disappointed by his leaving sulked for rest of the night. It isn’t often that a nicely dressed man in a suit dines in her restaurant and she thought she would never see him again.

A couple of nights later when it was pretty slow in the restaurant, Emily was in the back doing some cleaning when she heard her named called from out front. As she entered the dining area she looked over and noticed Stephen sitting in her section. She politely went over and offered her services to him. Stephen smiled and asked if she would join him for some coffee. Emily feeling flushed agreed to get him some coffee but with her being on the clock she couldn’t join him. She did however let him know that when she took her break she would come sit with him then. He agreed and patiently waited for her to take her break.

While Emily worked she kept noticing him staring at her and made sure he had a full cup of coffee until her break. Once she clocked out and took her break, Emily walked over with a soda in hand and gently sat down with him at his table. They struck up quite a good conversation and telling each other about their hobbies and interests. They both had similar interests and Emily even told him about Stubborn.

At the end of Emily’s break he quickly asked her what time she got off and if it would be okay if he met her after work. She agreed to meet up with him and told him to be there at eleven o’clock. After that he finished his coffee and got up to leave. Standing up and fixing his suit he walked over to the door and looked back at Emily smiling. When she went over to clean his table she noticed he left her a twenty-dollar tip and a note on the napkin thanking her for her conversation during her break. Emily put the money into her apron pocket and placed the napkin against her heart and smiled. She felt so appreciated that night.

Emily rushed through her duties so that when eleven o’clock came she would be ready to leave. She cleaned all of her tables, washed up the dishes, and restocked all the condiments when she looked up and noticed it was eleven o’clock exactly. She went in the back and clocked out and headed for the door. When she got outside she looked around but never saw Stephen waiting for her. Her heart dropped and there was nearly a tear in her eye when a black Chrysler three hundred pulled up in front of her. The window started down until Emily could see it was Stephen. He looked at her and smiled while her heart melted that he showed up.

She got into the car and they drove around for a little bit talking and laughing. Emily had not had so much fun until that night. They parked somewhere secluded and Stephen turned off the ignition. Emily asked if he was alright and Stephen just smiled. He stated that he was tired of driving and just wanted his full attention on her conversation. He was very intrigued by Emily. They sat for what seemed to be hours talking, laughing, and getting to know one another until she remembered Stubborn was at home and probably needed to go out.

Emily asked Stephen if he could take her home so she could tend to Stubborn. He politely said of course and started the car. He drove her home and Emily invited him to come in but he politely rejected the offer stating that it was too soon to invade on her privacy. She agreed and thanked him for the conversation and for taking her home. Emily walked up to the steps and looked back watching Stephen drive off before being met at the door by Stubborn.

Emily couldn’t get into the door and grab his leash before Stubborn ran out the front door almost knocking her over. She grabbed his leash and ran after him to find him hiking his leg on her rose bushes. She attached him to his leash and he started to run pulling her with him as he made his way around the yard pacing back and forth looking for a place to do his business. Once he was done doing his business he made his way back to the front door and inside before Emily released the leash from her hand. She waited until he got settled before attempting to take off his leash.

Emily went into the kitchen and grabbed a scoop of his favorite dog food and placed it in his dish. Stubborn heard the rattling of the dog food bag and came running, sliding across the floor and passing up his dish before stopping to return to it. She watched smiling as her faithful dog mauled his food before retiring to her room where she got changed for bed. Emily climbed into bed and covered up before Stubborn came in and jumped on the bed laying next to her. She fell asleep smiling with the thought of Stephen in her mind and petting her lovable dog.

The next morning. Emily woke up and went to the front porch to pick up her newspaper where she found a dozen, long-stemmed red roses with a note thanking her for last night. She picked them up and put them to her nose smelling the aromatic scent that reminded her of her time spent with Stephen the night before. She nonchalantly walked back inside and carefully put them in a vase that was given to her by her mother who passed away a few years back. Arranging them, Emily placed the vase of red roses in the middle of her dining room table where she could look upon them as she had her coffee and read the newspaper.

Soon it was time to take Stubborn for his walk before Emily had to get ready for work. She grabbed the leash and here came Stubborn running and almost pouncing on her excited to go for his walk. She attached the leash and they headed out the door heading for his favorite park. You could say that they walked to the park but really Stubborn pretty much drug her to the park. Once there, they walked around and he hiked his leg to almost everything and did his business a few times before it was time to go. Stubborn didn’t want to leave when a couple of female dogs entered the park. Emily did all she could to pull him from the park and head home.

Once getting home and inside, Emily unleashed Stubborn and went to her bedroom to get changed for work. She was still smiling and feeling flushed with the thoughts of Stephen in her mind. She jumped into the shower and got herself clean before putting her waitress uniform on. Then, noticing the time, she hurried to put her shoes on, kissed Stubborn, and out the door she went.She only lived a few streets over from the restaurant, but it seemed to take forever to get there on some days.

Upon arriving at the restaurant, Emily noticed that business was booming this evening. She hurried inside and clocked in to find Stephen sitting in her section reading the menu. One of the waitresses came over to Emily and told her that he specifically requested to be seated in Emily’s section. Emily checked her hair and grabbed a pad and walked over to him asking if he was ready to order. He looked up at her with those blue eyes and smiled while placing his order. Emily thanked him for the roses while taking his order to the cook.

After taking his order to him and asking him if he needed anything else, Stephen asked her again if she was free after work. Emily looked at him almost confused when he stated that he wanted to get to know her better since he enjoyed her conversation so much the night before. Emily was flattered and agreed to meet him again after work.

After doing her cleaning and restocking, Emily sat down to count her tips when she looked up to see Stephen standing at the door. She grabbed her money and stuffed it into her pockets including another twenty-dollar tip from Stephen. She got up and walked over to the door and told him she will be right there. Emily turned around and headed for the back of the restaurant where she clocked out and got her coat. She met Stephen outside and this time he suggested they go for a walk to which Emily agreed.

As they walked Emily could feel the chill of the night air. Stephen noticing and taking off his jacket and wrapping it around her. They came across an all night movie theater where they decided to get in from the cold night and watch a movie. After the movie and two buckets of popcorn, Stephen decided to walk Emily home. He walked her to the door at the top of the steps and noticed this Labrador staring out the window, it was Stubborn. Emily knew she had to get him out to do his business so she asked Stephen to stay on the porch and out-of-the-way of the door.

Emily walked in and grabbed Stubborn’s leash and was able to get it on him before he shot out the front door. Stephen watched as the dog took Emily for a walk hiking his leg to almost everything he came into contact with before running towards Stephen. Emily announced that he was coming and for Stephen to brace himself. Stubborn ran right up to Stephen and did the most odd thing to Emily. Stubborn actually sat down and let Stephen pet him and he gave a few licks to Stephen’s face. At that moment he was this lovable dog to a man and Emily had never seen this in him. Stubborn hated all men no matter who they were, even the pizza man got knocked down delivering my pizza. There it was Stephen and Stubborn getting along with each other which brought tears to Emily’s eyes. From that moment on Emily knew that this was the man she needed to be with.

After spending some time with Stubborn outside, Emily asked Stephen again if he would like to come in. To her surprise he agreed to come in. They walked in and into the living room with Stubborn right behind them. Stephen sat down on the couch as Emily went to make some hot tea for the two of them. When she returned there was Stephen on the couch with Stubborn laying across his lap. Emily just chuckled a little and then apologized for his behavior. Stephen told her it was alright that he loved dogs, but just didn’t have one of his own. Emily was amazed how everything was going. It was as if she hung on to every word Stephen spoke. Their eyes gazing at each other and the little whimsical laughs. To Emily this was everything she could have possibly wanted in a man.

After hours of talking, laughing, and playing with Stubborn, it was getting late so Stephen bid hid goodbye and placed a kiss on Emily’s cheek. She walked him to the door and after a soft goodbye from her lips, they met his. His hands caressing the sides of her face while kissing her soft lips. Emily felt chills run down her spine that made her tremble. As his lips parted hers their eyes met and for the first time in Emily’s life she exhaled slowly from his kiss. This was the night for Emily to remember always. Stephen slowly walked out the door and bid her a good night.

The next morning, Emily’s sister Carly came into the kitchen for coffee and noticed that Emily was in a daze. She asked Emily if she was okay and Emily just shook her head smiling. Carly was now intrigued with what was up with Emily. They sat down together and over coffee Emily told her of Stephen. Carly was now on the edge of her chair with excitement of who this man could be that puts Emily in such a flutter. Emily knew in her heart this was the man she should spend her life with.

Later that day, which was Emily’s day off, the telephone rang and Carly answered it. She heard this man on the line who politely asked to speak to her sister Emily. Carly wanted to ask some questions but knew that it wasn’t her place to pry into Emily’s love life, so she called for Emily announcing that she had a phone call. Emily was just stepping out of a hot shower and wrapped in a towel to go answer the phone. When she answered and heard his voice, Emily felt those same chills that made her tremble. Stephen was asking her out yet again. Now Emily was wondering what the catch was that this man wanted to see her almost every night, so she agreed to go out with him.

This time Carly made herself available to meet this mystery man who wants to date her sister. Emily was getting ready upstairs when the doorbell rang. Carly got up to answer the door but Stubborn beat her to it. As she opened the door Stubborn was trying to get outside to meet his new friend. Once opened there was Stephen kneeling down to greet Stubborn with a few good pats asking where his mommy was. As Stephen stood up Carly met his entrancing blue eyes and told him Emily would be down in a few minutes. She asked him inside and told him to make himself to home while waiting for Emily to get ready.

Stephen went over to the couch with Stubborn on his heels. He sat down and Stubborn jumped up on the couch and sat right beside Stephen. He could feel the hot sweaty breath of Stubborn who sat panting in his ear, so he wrapped his arm around Stubborn and started petting him profusely. While Stephen was hanging out with Stephen, Emily was met at the base of the stairs by Carly. Carly looked her deep into her eyes and told her that Stephen was a keeper and to hold onto him. Emily just smiled as she walked into the room where Stephen and Stubborn were sharing some quality time together.

Stephen stood up and kissed Emily’s cheek as he grabbed her hand. He knelt down onto one knee and brought out this extravagant one carat diamond ring. He looked up at her and stated that they have only known each other a few days but that he believed in love at first sight. Emily was awe-struck by the ring and the fact that Stephen was proposing to her after only a few dates. Stephen stated that he loved her and couldn’t stop thinking about her. He was willing to share his whole life with her if she was willing to give him a chance. Emily was in shock and Carly standing right behind her nudging her to go for it. Emily melted, smiled, and said yes to Stephen’s proposal.

That made Stephen a very happy man, so happy that he swooped her up into his arms and planted the most sensual kiss on her lips. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him right back. Carly standing there with Stubborn in tears of joy that her baby sister was getting married. After putting Emily back onto her feet, she turned and met Carly with tears and a big hug. Once she stopped crying for a minute, Emily told her that she had to help her start planning a wedding, but Stephen intervened by saying that he wanted to get married right away so they could begin their lives together. Emily agreed and made arrangements to go to the courthouse and get married in front of the justice of the peace.

Once the girls were dressed and ready to go, they both followed Stephen out the door and down to his car which was parked out front. Stephen then opened the doors for both ladies because he was such a gentleman and then helped them inside. He ran around to the other side and opened the door to get in. He started the car and they were off to see the justice of the peace.

Once at the courthouse, both girls went into the bathroom to check their hair and makeup before proceeding. They met Stephen at the door of the justice of the peace and proceeded to enter together. There they were in love and wanting to make it official. Carly stood next to her sister in tears of joy for the happy couple. Once the ceremony was finished and the justice of the peace announced you may kiss your bride, Stephen turned to Emily and told her thank you for making him the happiest man on earth before sensually kissing her lips.

They had finally done it and were very happy with their decision. Stephen escorted both ladies back to his car and drove back to Emily’s house to get a change of clothing and to drop off Emily’s sister Carly. Once Emily was ready with a suitcase in hand, the two then proceeded to walk out the door and back to Stephen’s car to start their new life together. Emily turned back to Carly and asked her to please take care of Stubborn for her until she returns which Carly happily agreed too.

Stephen and Emily were off to start their life together and first it would be a short but romantic honeymoon. They went to Claremont, New Hampshire to a nice hotel and got a room. Stephen went inside, paid for their room, and then came back out to swoop up his bride and carried Emily to their room. Once inside, Stephen pulled Emily close to him and kissed her ever so gently. His hands caressing her body as his lips adored hers. Emily then said she needed to get a shower and cleaned up for their romantic night. Stephen decided to take advantage of her shower by going to a nearby store to get some snacks and refreshments, so he kissed his new bride and told her he would be back soon as he walked out of the door.

Emily had taken a long hot shower while admiring her wedding ring. She couldn’t believe it, she finally got married. She was so happy that she began to cry tears of joy again. When she composed herself, she stepped out of the shower to towel off and get dressed. She noticed that Stephen had been gone a lot longer than expected and started to worry a bit. After putting her clothes on she went and stood by the window watching for Stephen to appear. Emily wasn’t standing there long when she heard the sirens of police cars and an ambulance about a block away. She couldn’t see anything but was still worried about Stephen.

After about fifteen minutes and still no Stephen, she went outside to occupy her mind to see what had happened a block away. As she got to the street, she saw a couple of police cars and not one but two ambulances. She noticed that there had been a car accident and noticed how one of the cars looked like Stephens. She started to panic and wander closer to the scene. There he was, laying on the ground with a blanket covering his body and paramedics on their way over to him.

Emily started screaming and panicking while running over to her new husband. The police officers had stopped her trying to get to him so the paramedics could help him. She looked over their shoulders crying out to him while they held her back. She watched as they picked him up on a stretcher and took him to one of the nearby ambulances. She followed them while looking over to the other person who was driving the other car. He seemed to be intoxicated but showed no remorse for what he caused.

The police officers had told Emily that her husband was struck by another car with a driver who was highly intoxicated and they needed to rush him to the hospital. The paramedics allowed her to ride with her husband to the hospital. Once at the hospital, they took Stephen into the trauma bay where Emily wasn’t allowed to go. As Emily cried she made it to a phone to call Carly to meet her at the hospital. Carly was on her way to be at her sister’s side.

Emily still in shock as she paced back and forth down the hallway when Carly rushed in. Emily collapsed into Carly’s arms crying out that Stephen can’t die. Carly held her and kept telling her it was going to be alright. Stephen would pull through Carly kept saying while staring through the door window where they worked on Stephen’s injuries.

After hours of waiting and crying, a doctor finally came out to the girls and informed Emily that her husband had slipped into a coma. Emily then collapsed once more to the floor crying for her husband. Carly right there with her for comfort. The two girls could not believe what had happened and the doctor informed them that they were moving him to a private room where they could sit with him.

Carly helped Emily to her feet as they followed the nurse to his room where she immediately went to his bedside and clutched his hand inside hers. The tears fell down her cheeks as she looked down upon her husband’s lifeless body. Emily looked at Carly and asked why did this have to happen. Carly had no answers for her. They had not even been married for twenty-four hours before he ended up in a coma. Life support was the only thing keeping him alive. His body was giving up on him from enduring so much trauma.

Day after day, night after night, Emily sat at his bedside reading and talking to him. Emily holds up a picture of Stubborn and tells Stephen that Stubborn misses him and wants him to wake up and come home. Stephen lays their lifeless and still. Emily stays by his side and holds his hand every waking moment just to be with him. The doctor informed Emily that it is good to talk to him and that he could possibly hear her voice. She never gave up on him and believed with her whole heart that he will come back and open his eyes. Carly would bring her sister food because she refused to leave his side even to eat. Carly was starting to worry for her sister.

Fourteen days had passed and the doctors informed Emily she would have to make the decision to take him off life support. Stephen was at the point where he now had no brain activity and was virtually brain-dead. With this news Emily collapsed again crying and grabbing his hand harder, but she knew it would not help him anymore. Emily would have to accept the fact that Stephen was not coming back to her. She turned to Carly asking for her help in making this decision. Carly told Emily it was for the best to let him go in peace.

Emily refused for days to give up on Stephen but finally came to the realization that he was in fact already gone and would not return. She called the doctors in and told them she was ready to sign the papers. The nurse brought them in and handed them to Emily who was crying tears all over the paperwork. Finally she signed her name on the dotted line taking her husband off life support.

After about fifteen minutes the nurses came in to turn off the machines with Emily holding her husband’s hand crying. They turned off the machines and pulled the breathing tube from his mouth and Emily heard his heart beating on its own. She leaned down to kiss his lips and felt his lips twitch as if kissing her back before the noise of his heart flat lining. Stephen was gone and Carly there to take her sister home.

The funeral was sweet and Emily did not know how well liked Stephen was or how many friends he had until that day. She put his body into the ground with Stubborn leashed and at her side. Tears running down both girls faces as they say their last goodbye. Emily went home and refused to see anyone or go to work because of her mourning and grief. Carly started to worry about her as Emily would not even speak to her own sister for days on end.

A few days after the funeral, a knock came to the door. It was a man in a brown suit with a black briefcase looking for Emily. Carly went upstairs to get Emily and bring her back down. They sat on the couch and the gentleman asked Emily to sign some papers. When Emily asked what this was all about, the gentleman answered her saying that Stephen had signed over his estate, belongings, and an insurance policy of one million dollars. When Emily asked how this could happen when he was in a coma the day we were married. The gentleman answered her by saying that this was all taken care of that morning of his marriage proposal to which he was already aware of. Emily looked at Carly and then back down to the papers where she was now worth four and a half million dollars. Carly was excited for her sister but Emily wasn’t as excited. She looked at her sister and stated that all the money in the world would not amount to that last kiss.


My name is Brandi Payne and I have created this blog to announce my new endeavor of becoming a published author. I am 46 years old and I have plenty of books and stories inside my head. I am creating this blog to build my platform and to get feedback on my writings. I would love to share with the world all of the adventures that are just sitting here waiting to meet you. I have already written a children’s picture book for which I have submitted to Literary Agents for representation. I will be posting some of my writings as well as short stories here for you to read and please comment on. I love the feedback and it would help to make me a better writer. Should you have any ideas for a book please submit those in your comments. I have had experience in blog writing for previous employers and also storytelling . Please share your thoughts and enjoy my writing.

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