January 4, 1936:  As They Napped

January 4, 1936: As They Napped

A Chapter by Kristin Brecoe
"

Mary sits, writes, and watches as they nap.

"

 Dear Diary,


 

     As soon as I reprimanded the children for feeding the dog for the fifteenth time they began to scream.

     Oh, I don't believe I'll miss that. It starts out as a slow whimper, and gradually increases to a wail that reminds me of the ambulances from America, annoyingly blatant. I told them to hush up, as I shooed the dog from the kitchen, or else their father would wake. They knew to never disturb their father from his precious sleep or else they would take a beating to their tiny behinds. Their father isn't too harsh, in fact he's a really caring figure. He just really needs his sleep or he's rather ill-tempered for the day.

     Immediately the two silenced into hiccups. Torn apart by their sweet dark faces, I kneel by each of them and hold them tightly. Apologizing for the scolding. I told them I still haven't fully recovered my sleep from the New Year's celebration. They accepted my apology and returned with their own, a simple kiss on each of my cheeks.

     Roshan and Shadi currently are napping in their beds, as I'm sitting in the rocking chair, writing this.   Their beds fall under the rays of the Baghdad sun. Little halos of light fall around their soft, black hair. Roshan sighs gently in his sleep, and a quiet snore escapes from Shadi. This is the most peaceful moment of the day.

 

     I realized from reading what I wrote this morning, that I forgot to mention what I was referring to when I wrote I would be leaving in a couple of months. I had written the whole plan in my other journal, just the idea to rewrite it for this one escaped me. I don't have the motivation to write much more today, so to simply put it, my beloved coterie of the Lindenbergh's friends and family will be joining me on a train to meet someone. It'll be a reunion of some sort.

Mary Debenham


 

 



© 2008 Kristin Brecoe


Author's Note

Kristin Brecoe
Please tear it apart. More scavengers the merrier!

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OK! I understand!! Not a confusing sentence at all. lol. It WAS just me; don't even worry about it.
KH

Posted 16 Years Ago


I don't think it ends too suddenly at all! You said "i forgot to tell you something, but I'm too tired to say too much more; here are the main details". I think, personally, that that's fine. I was really confused, though, by the sentence "I don't have the motivation to write much more today, so to simply put it, my beloved coterie of the Lindenbergh's friends and family will be joining me on a train to meet someone." The structure of the sentence makes it rather confusing... I'll read it a few more times, and then maybe I'll understand. It's been a LOOOONG day.
KH

Posted 16 Years Ago


it just kind of ends. the character should still "sign off" if you will even though she doesn't want to write anymore. this one was much more visual though. it could use some more visuals near the end, but overall it was much better.

-doug-

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I love the story. Very well written.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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