|Wild Strawberries (standard:romance, 851 words)|
|Author: Danielle Dale||Added: Jul 30 2003||Views/Reads: 1877/1116||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|Kitzmiller has no Starbucks, the TV only get's 12 channels, the computer doesn't have internet, and the town only has 800 people. To Danielle this summer was going to be hell. But that was before she met The Gang, Julie, and Will.|
Danielle stepped out of her dad's white Ford pick-up with some difficulty. The door had been dented and that made it hard to push it open. Danielle finally managed to force it open and stepped out. She looked up at her new home for the next three months. It was three stories including the basement. The white paint had begun to chip in many places, and it leaned to the right slightly. The top floor window was open and the yellow curtains billowed out the window as if trying to escape. There was an old wooden porch-swing resting on the deck. As the wind blew it swayed slightly making an eerie creak-creak every time. There were roses and sunflowers lining the house. "Quaint." thought Danielle sarcastically. The lawn was fairly small as woods overgrown with Oak trees and weeds surrounded it from three sides. On the fourth side there was an old dirt road which still had a cloud of dust lingering on it from Danielle and her dad's arrival. Danielle tore her eyes away from the run-down farm house and pulled her suitcase from the bed of the truck. "I got it." her dad said taking the suitcase from her. "I insist, Tom." said Danielle. "I wish you would call me dad." he said to her quietly. Danielle didn't respond as she slowly walked up to the house dragging her feet along the way. Danielle hadn't called her father dad since the night he left her and her mom. Danielle was eleven at the time. Her father and mother had had their squabbles but every couple did. Danielle didn't realize how bad they were until one April night when her father packed up his things and left them. Danielle remembered her dad coming into her bedroom and giving her a hug and a kiss. She had begged him not to go, insisting that things would get better, but he didn't stay. He drove to the airport, bought a plane ticket, and left. Danielle didn't ask her mom where he went for two weeks, until she finally mustered the courage and confronted her mom about her father's where-about. "He went home to his mother. He's in Maryland now." said her mother quietly. Not long after that her mother burst into tears. Danielle tried everything she could to make her stop crying but it was no good. The divorce papers arrived in the mail a month later. He didn't even try to get custody of Danielle. She hadn't even seen him since then. When she got off the plane from California only an hour earlier she hardly recognized him. He had written her and told her about his wedding, his new home, his new baby... Danielle pushed the decrepit door open and stepped inside. The kitchen was decorated in apple everything. Apple borders, apple table-cloths, even apple paper-towel holders. A woman cam through the swinging door in front of Danielle. She didn't look any older than 25. Her short blonde hair came to her shoulders, she had on a pair of faded jeans, and her tank-top was yellow. She rushed forward and gave Danielle an enthusiastic hug. "You must be Danielle! You look a lot older than in your pictures. I'm Heather." she said excitedly. "I know who you are. You and Tom didn't even bother to invite me to your wedding. I had to hear about it from my grand-mother." said Danielle, narrowing her eyes. Heather's smile faded. "Well... I suppose you'll want to meet Caleb then." said Heather trying to change the subject. "Yes, it would be nice to meet the baby brother I've only seen in pictures." said Danielle glaring at Heather. Heather quickly exited through the door and came back a moment later carrying a baby about two. The baby had blonde hair, blue eyes, and a pacifier in his mouth. Click here to read the rest of this story (29 more lines)
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