A New Begining. Again!A Chapter by Dean John ChandlerAnna is moving again, not that she wants to. This chapter is exploring her character and how she finds herself in her new home, Dover Oaks.Moving is starting to
become second nature to me; the surprise of hearing ‘we’re moving’ has become
as natural as breathing. Since living with my adopted parents I’ve moved
uncountable times from here to there, different states. I can’t say I enjoy
moving so much but I do like to have a change of scenery occasionally, I tend
to get bored too easily. It’s our last day in
Columbia, South Carolina, today we move to Dover Oaks in Florida. I don’t like
saying bye but it’s become such a part of my life that I just chip it on the
shoulder and gracefully put up with the pain. I shall miss the area which we
only just moved to only 6 months ago. ‘Hurry up Anna, The
removal vans will be here in an hour we need to be ready to go soon as they
arrive’. ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………. We were here, my new
home for how long though; will Jay’s job take us somewhere else in no time or
will this be my permanent home? I live in hope. The house was what I expected,
a standard American house all white in colour set against the back drop of the Florida
sunshine. It seemed big compared to the others in the close maybe due to its two
towering arches over the facade of the front of the house which shielded the
two large glass windows from the blistering rays during the mid-day sun. I couldn’t believe how
hot it was; if not hot the humidity hit me like a train was coming at full
speed. I thought I’d be adjusted to it having moved from the same climate but
this was a sodded moment. The trees in the front garden were shimmering as the
sun shined looking as if they were being cooked slowly and shining like
diamonds. ‘What do you think
Anna? Isn’t it a beaut?’ Jay shouted as he grabbed the luggage from the back of
the cab. I could see he was struggling but I didn’t want to hurt his pride so
left him to it. ‘Yea, it’d do’ I didn’t
know what to say, I didn’t want to become attached to it as my future was uncertain
here. Why bother unpacking as I’ll be hearing the same words shortly anyway. © 2012 Dean John ChandlerAuthor's Note
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