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| Written by kasey | |
| Saturday, 29 March 2008 | |
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Share it:      “Hello, how are you?” The dayis bright and sunny. A warm breeze weaves through the halls of the whitelinoleum and neutrally painted walls. People mill about, wandering through therooms that they have seen many times before, yet seeing them as new territoryto be explored. The sounds of hushed conversations, tittering laughter and thehysterical noise of crying echoed through the doors and leaked on to theveranda’s seating area. Tablesand chairs had been set up in anticipation of the warm day and here sit manyelderly patients with their visitors. “ You remindme of someone,” came the raspy reply. “ Really, who?A famous movie star maybe?” Laughed the young woman. “No, you remindme of my Jenny.” The elderly mans eyes begin to wander and memories of yearspassed creep into his mind. “ My Jenny isa good girl. She never got into trouble, made her daddy proud, she did. She’llbe getting married soon, twenty- four and all grown up. So sweet and alwayssmiling no matter what.” The youngwoman watched him as he slowly rocked back and forth and recounted tale aftertale of his beloved daughter. “ My Jenny,what a sweet baby she was. Looked just like her mother, she did. She used towear her hair in pigtails sat the sides of her head. Her mother thought thatwas cute; I guess it was…she was the baby you know, my only little girl.” Withhis voice fading and his mind starting to turn back into its self, the womanwatched with a sad smile and pictured her own childhood and other memories ofyears past. After helpingthe old man to his room and feeding him dinner, she slowly started herprocession down the white halls of the convalescent home. Good night calls andcheerful “We’ll see you tomorrow’s” followed her out the sliding doors and intothe parking lot. Her smile was firmly set the whole time. On her wayhome she stopped to pick up some groceries and other mundane items her familymight need. “ Jimmy,” she thought as she loaded her purchases in her car, “Would still be at soccer practice, Dianne had ballet today, Marc should bedoing his homework, but was most likely playing his video games and Duncanwould be home from work by the time she’ll get their” “ Hey,Mom!” yelled her excited ten year old” I beat level five today, isn’t thatgreat?” “That’swonderful, have you finished your homework?” She asked. “Then go do it.” Shedictated when a negative response came from her son. “Hey baby, Iwill help you with that.” Said her husband, taking grocery bags out of herhands. “Why don’t you relax and I will put this stuff away. After soccerpractice Jimmy is going to pick up Dianne, so we don’t have to worry aboutgoing out again.” He states cheerfully as he nods to their bedroom door. As he putsaway her purchases, she walks back to their bedroom and readies for a quickshower before dinner. When herhusband came to check on her, He found her not in the shower but cryingwhole-heartedly on the tiled floor. Pulling his wife towards him, he gentlyrocked her back and forth as she lets out broken, harsh sobs. “ My poorJenny, shhh, it will be okay, don’t worry.” Copyright 2008 kasey |
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