|COUSIN ANNA AND THE NIGHT STORM (Word Count 1957) (standard:drama, 1949 words)|
|Author: Rosie Jay||Added: Oct 19 2006||Views/Reads: 1944/1392||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|A stormy night becomes the catalyst to new understanding and acceptance for two estranged young cousins.|
COUSIN ANNA AND THE NIGHT STORM By Rosie Jay Penny was downright sullen as she sat on the window bench in her bedroom. Cousin Anna from the boonies would be arriving any minute now—for another two-week stay! Oh, how positively boring it would be, just like last year! Why would her parents invite Cousin Anna to spend another two weeks of prime summer vacation anyway? But Mom’s only reply was that Anna was family, the only daughter of her twin sister, Aunt Katherine. Since in these days and times they lived in separate states—with little time in their busy lives for visits—how nice it would be for their only daughters to know each other better. But Penny couldn’t care less. That “twin” thing, that binding family tie thing, meant nothing to her at fourteen. As far as she was concerned, Anna was her dull farm girl cousin from Indiana. It would be a long two weeks. Bummer. “Penny, we’re home!” yelled Mom from the front door. “The bus was on time, but we stopped off at Bernie’s Market for a few things...Penny, are you there?” “I’m here, Mom. I’ll be there in a minute.” But she would take her time. Her sulking continued as she remembered last year. She literally hauled Anna around while she chummed with her best friend, Marlette, and, boy, was it tough! Anna hardly knew a thing about anything—rock stars, hit CD’s, or even movies. No, they had not one thing in common, Penny decided, her dark mood at full tilt now, until Mom called out again. “Penny, where are you? Come and greet Anna.” Finally, she trudged to the kitchen. There was Mom, putting groceries away while Anna made feeble attempts to help. She was even taller than last year, Penny noted. Her jeans were still the same no-style kind and her blouse was yellow-checked, buttoned down the front. Even her plain brown loafers weren’t cool at all, but at least her navy socks matched her belt. Her thick blond hair was still pretty enough, but braided the same old way, swirled around her head. Penny could never tell where those braids began or ended. Anna looked up, nervously. “Hi, Penny. Nice to see you again.” “Likewise,” Penny fibbed curtly, forcing a smile. Mom interrupted the tense exchange. “Penny, after supper I’ll be leaving to pick up Dad. I hope the rain lets up by then. What did you find out?” Penny gasped! She’d been so consumed with Anna’s visit, she totally forgot about her father’s homecoming after a week in California on business. But, more than that, she forgot to check the weather report as Mom had asked, since the rain was a concern and the airport was fifteen miles away. “Well, did you remember to charge my cell phone at least?” Mom asked again, a bit annoyed. Penny could only stand there. Her non-answer was answer enough. “Oh, Penelope, for heaven’s sake!” Mom retorted, using her proper name whenever she was irritated. She sighed, glancing at the window. “That rain is still coming, but I have no choice. I’ll have to go anyway.” However, not even that slipup could sway Penny from her mood. As the afternoon droned on she glued herself to the television, openly ignoring Anna while she watched the soccer finals on ESPN. Besides, wasn’t Anna busy in the kitchen with mom, talking about what’s new with Aunt Katherine? All through the quick and easy supper of ready-made Click here to read the rest of this story (163 more lines)
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