A somber thanksgiving

Earlier , in the midst of cooking for thanksgiving my mother received a call. In this call we were told that a co-worker(and dear friend)'s mother had passed. She was not old and had been introduced to a grandchild not but a good few months earlier. She was funny and caring with a wicked sense of humor. 

But also she was the backbone of her family. A family that is now left with a hole in their hearts. 

M- your family will not break nor crumble in your absence, we (and everyone in the workshop) will be there for your family. That is a promise. 

Have a happy thanksgiving everyone. 

my newest pet project

This is something I started working on before Halloween and just haven't had time to finish it yet. It's going to be a short story( once i finish it). feel free to leave comments, questions, all that fun stuff! 

obvisously it's ridiculously vague and rough at the moment. I will post more once I'm not swimming in a sea of math and abnormal psych homework.

13 Hours

                The highways were, at 2:30 in the morning, surprising devoid of traffic. Nora woke up from her spot in the back to see her oldest cousin Ciel driving. In the passenger’s seat sat Nora’s uncle and Ciel’s father Elijah, asleep with his head resting against the cool glass of the window. Next to her, resting much like his father, was her cousin Tyler.

                “There’s doughnuts in the back if you’re hungry.” Nora heard Ciel say quietly. Nora met her cousin’s dark eyes in the rear view mirror and nodded. Being the 16 year old she was, she took two small doughnuts and grabbed an orange juice from the cooler that the doughnut bag had been sitting on. Rory, the Border collie/ Australian shepherd mix lifted his head from the floor to look up at Nora before yawning and laying his head back on his paws. Nora looked back up from looking at Rory to see her uncle waking up.

                “Where’s it we’re going again?” her uncle mumbled out as he rubbed the sleep from his face.

                “Grandpa Jack’s ghost town.” Ciel said turning off the highway into a gas station. Ciel and Elijah got out of the car and stretched. Ciel went to go get more snacks and Elijah pumped gas. Nora got out of the car and stood next to her uncle. He looked at her and smiled.

                “Are you excited?” he asked as he clicked the gas pump handle to get it right on the dot.

                “Yeah, I don’t think I've ever been to grandpa jack’s ghost town. Is it like an amusement type deal or no?”

                “It’s a small town that my dad bought. It was specifically made for when the mines were in operation. It’d been vacant for at least sixty years when he bought it.” Elijah said as he removed the gas pump nozzle and recapped the gas lid. “Your mom hasn't talked about it at all?” he asked as they both got back into the car. By this time Ciel had bought the snacks and paid for the gas and Tyler had woken up.

                “No, mom never thought that we should hear about the ghost town.” Nora said as Tyler handed her a jerky stick. She declined and Tyler shrugged his shoulders before unwrapping it and devouring it.

                “Oh my god, have you been missing out!” Ciel said turning around from the passenger’s seat as Elijah pulled out of the gas station and back onto the highway.  “it’s said that the inhabitants just started leaving after the mine got depleted. Finally it got down to like a few families…right dad?” Ciel said turning back to look to her dad. Elijah nodded and took over the story.

                “yeah, the last couple families aren't documented as leaving and there’s no record of them living anywhere else. It’s weird really. Anyway your uncle joey says it’s haunted. I've been going there for years and have only had one encounter. I couldn't explain it then and still can’t now.” Elijah said as he made a right turn off the highway. 

                Conversation ceased as the road became full of twists and turns.  

TO BE CONTINUED