It doesn't have the ring or sense of awe that Friday the 13th has, but it is an honest assessment of the day. Work continues to drag slowly for the two projects I am working on. A page edited here, a paragraph written there. It is slowly adding up.
Since I have posted the previous beginning of the story in an earlier post (this is the one about the prism that doesn't seem to work) I have reworked it- a lot. That is now the second section of a longer piece that delves into girl and the grandmother. This is the new beginning, although that could change at any moment.
I visited her every Summer and this summer had been no different. As soon as school let out my parents dove me the 400 miles from Minnesota to Missouri and then drove back without me.
It was three weeks without me and I think they secretly enjoyed it, even if they said they couldn't wait to see me. For me it was time with an old woman I had little in common with in a strange town I knew practically nothing about.
There is little speculative about it from this but it gets there. I promise. Sorry I had to post this on a day other than Wednesday. Have a great Thursday the fourteenth.
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