The visitor

The visitor

I’m so excited! uncle Rich is coming out for the first time in what seems like forever to me. I stand in the driveway. Quietly, listening for the sound of a car speeding down the highway.  Then I hear the faint rumble of a car. straining my ears I hear it  slow and turn down our road.

I run to the willow tree and climb as high as I can. looking south east i peer over the  grasses and trees between me and the road. when I see my uncles white truck I can barely contain my excitement.

As he backs into our driveway I hurry down to let people know of his arrival.  Then  I rush back outside. I barely miss slamming my dads head in the door and I don’t even care. I sprint over to the truck window and put my hands on the glass. I’m jumping uncontrollably. I squeal as he opens the door.

my dad grabs my hand as we walk inside...   

Flower Castle

Flower Castle

It was mid summer. The field across our driveway was thick with golden rod. One day i waded out into the ocean of tangled grass. A few meters into the tangles of gold and green  I located  a dear bed. Thats when the vision came to me.

I said to mackie “Lets make a house”  and flopped down.

So we began to push down the stocky plants. Twisting them together we created tunnels. We each had our own room. Together we created the family room, kitchen, and playroom.  

We played until we got hungry then went inside to get lunch. However even food could not keep us from our play house. we sat in our golden rod kitchen eating. after bringing our dishes inside we ran back out to make more rooms and tunnels.

that night we went to bed in our comfy rooms inside our real house. but we awoke to something disturbing...  we were covered from head to toe with chiggers…

for the next few days clothing felt like torture. we spent the next couple of days lying striped between cotton sheets on the couch bed watching VHS tapes over and over...