Very glad to hear you enjoyed it - thank you for saying so. Delighted to hear you could put yourself into the story line.
I'd say it was a story about two young boys who turned into two young adults. Adversity brought them together, but they overcame that and found love as a result.
It was a bright moonlit night. I was standing at my bedroom window looking up into the thousands of stars I could see while knowing there were millions more beyond them that existed, but were not visible to me. It had occurred to me earlier that perhaps that was where Wayne had gone – gone to find that box into which he'd somehow managed to place his troubled past and send out into the heavens.
He'd talked of doing that to them once, over three years ago now on the night my father had mana
Afraid there isn't anything that can be done about Wayne's father or those who put him there. At least the deviants at school have been denied their fun going forward.
You could well think, as Mr Berenson did, that some members of the school board were looking to find a quick solution to the problem they were presented with.
Some fathers do value athletic achievements much higher than academic ones. Perhaps because they were 'jocks' themselves.
Family after dinner meetings seemed to have become an almost daily occurrence. On this occasion though I was glad that Dad apparently had something to tell us so quickly. I'd thought it might be a few days before he got to talk to his attorney and found out anything.
Once we'd got settled Dad explained that his attorney, Richard Blake, was an old friend who he had met in college when they'd shared a room. I resisted the urge to smile when he said that, but I did feel Wayne squeeze my hand.
Glad you liked it @weinerdog The prompts just sparked something different.
You could be right about that story - who knows, I may even pinch the idea from George myself! 😀
Thanks for the comment @drsawzall
The Rover's Return
George walked in the spare bedroom thinking as he did so that it was odd he should still think of it in those terms. Once it had indeed been the unused bedroom they had kept for visitors, but nobody came these days. Indeed, what had been the used bedroom, not counting the one he slept in, was unused these days.
His son, Brian, had long since left home, married and then emigrated to Australia where he now lived on the Gold Coast near Brisbane with his t
Prompt 892 - Creative
Tag - List of Words
Use the following words in a story - a storm, a broken fence, a scared dog, a flash light, and an old typewriter.