Happiness is only a myth. Becca thought as she got her books out of her locker, and walked over to sit at the table with Rae and Koda. A
myth designed to make people believe there is a point to everything. To
make people believe there's something worth something...
“Hey Tanner,” Becca said as she sat down next to RaeLynn in the grass. She knew she was blushing even as she looked up at him.
“Hey Becca. Oh, did you finish your Bio
homework? I would love you forever if you let me copy…I completely
spaced it last night.”
RaeLynn rolled her eyes, as Becca handed Koda her homework. “Yeah, sure, here ya go. Just give it back by 4th period…I can’t hand in another late assignment or my GPA will go down.”
“Becca…you have the highest GPA of all the
seniors. I don’t think anything bad is going to happen because you turn
in one late assignment.” Koda told her jokingly. “But fine...you’ll
have it back by 4th. Well, see ya guys…gotta go to class. Thanks for the help Becca.”
Lavender eyes sparkled with laughter, as Becca
got her four year old little sister ready to go for their walk. “Is
that so? Well if shoes don’t eat feet, why do they have tongues?”
“Because…well, I don’t know. But Tucker said
that shoes don’t eat feet. He said that they just keep your feet safe.”
Lily was trying to explain. “He said that if I don’t wear shoes
outside, I’ll get owwies on my feet, and he won’t do nothin’ to fix it.”
“Well, I don’t wear shoes and do I have owwies
on my feet?” Becca could kill her step dad for telling Lily that…who
wanted their feet shoved in pieces of fabric that ended up hurting
their feet more than the ground? No one. “I didn’t think so. We’ll be
careful so you don’t get hurt. Now come on before all the puppies leave
the park.” She smiled down as her sister’s big brown eyes got full of
excitement at the thought of seeing the animals.
“Becca…why don’t you and Tucker get along?” Lily asked in pure innocence.
Becca couldn’t bring herself to tell her
little sister what their step father had done to her…she tried to block
that out. So she told a fib, “I’m not really sure, Sweetie.” Even
though it was 75 degrees outside, she shivered with the memories of his
hands on her.
Will this woman stop calling me “Poochie” already and call me by my name. I much prefer “Bud” to Poochi. Becca “heard” a collie whine.
“Umm, excuse me…ma’am? This may just be me,
but if you name an animal, you should use that name…not some “pet name”
for him. It just confuses the poor animal.”
“You may be right child…but Bud knows I’m
talking to him.” The woman squatted down, and talked gibberish to the
dog. “Don’t you Poochie? Yes you do!”
You can hear me?! Finally! A human
with some intelligence! Can you tell this beastly woman that either she
calls me by my name or I will run away…again! Becca hid her laughter as she relayed the message to the woman.
“Well I’ve never been so insulted in my
life…you think you can care for this dog better than I can?! Fine! Take
the filthy mutt. I didn’t like him anyway!” and with that, the woman
threw the leash at Becca and left the park.
Oh no…mom is gonna kill me. Thought Becca as she loved on her new found friend. While Bud sat at Becca’s feet, and licked her hand. My savior!