EXCERPT Chapter 1
Sitting on the rock ledge, looking out over the lake, the sun was slowly
going down behind the trees, causing ominous shadows to dance over the
undulating waters. Small waves were being forced across the surface by a loon
swimming past as it nervously glanced at me and I smiled. The entire scene made
me wonder if my dad would have considered this in his continuous mutterings
about there always being ‘the calm before a storm.’
I’m Lucille Yates, but most people call me Lu, except for Sheri, she
calls me Luce, but I like when she does, it always gives me a warm feeling
inside.
This is my story and it’s not a very pleasant one, at least not for the
most part, so I thought you should be warned.
Before the evening of my 15th birthday there really wasn’t much of a
story. I was your typical teenage girl, giggling with my friends, talking with
them on the phone when we weren’t together discussing clothes and boys. All of
those things were a big part of my life, but after that night those topics were
to be the least of my worries. Yes, everything was about to change and not for
the better.
My parents, Evan and Marci were trying to make sure I had everything I
wanted and definitely spoiled me a bit too much. The fact that I always
expected more, never really seemed like my fault, it was just the way they had
raised me.
On the morning of my 15th birthday, mom and dad were both busy trying to
see that my day would be perfect and as usual, I expected it. I’ll be the first
to admit that I thought my shit didn’t stink, but I loved the special treatment.
That day my dad wasn’t going to be around to help mom with anything other
than breakfast. He would be working a double-shift at the mine to pay for my
party, or at least that’s what he continued telling me right before he’d smile
and get that twinkle in his eyes that would only show up when he was teasing
someone. I laughed every single time he said it and that morning he was still
harassing me.
It wasn’t like I was having them rent a hall for me or anything, it was
only seven of my closest friends coming for cake and ice cream, pizza uptown
before the movie and then we would end the night at the teen center drinking
sodas, flirting with boys and laughing; it was what we did.
We had done most of those things that day and I think my mom was pretty
happy we had reached the part where she didn’t need to be around us anymore.
Before dropping us off in front of the theater, she made sure we understood that
we were to be waiting outside of the teen center by 10:30 that night. I don’t
think she was looking forward to them spending the night, but that was the
plan.
So there the eight of us were, talking, giggling and getting loud in the
movie theater while the boys behind us continued throwing popcorn in our hair.
I was just turning around to give them a good tongue lashing when my mother
appeared in front of me, telling us girls to follow her into the lobby.
The eight of us followed her up to the lobby where she explained to my
friends that their parents would be picking them up after the movie and then her
arm was around my shoulder, leading me out to the car. I was upset, but I could
see she had been crying and knew it had to be pretty serious for her to even
think of doing what she did.
“What’s goin’ on mom?”
“Your father’s been in an accident at work. They’ve already flown him to
the University Hospital in Minneapolis, so that’s where we’re going. He’s still
alive right now, but you need to be prepared honey,” mom said, wiping her eyes
as she began to drive.
I started crying, not having anything to say and I could see mom was
close to breaking down, but really, what could I say?
When we walked into the hospital, I clung to my mother’s arm as we
finally found intensive care and dad. He wasn’t looking very good at all, but
the doctor was telling us that he was lucky to be alive. I had no idea then,
that life was about to take such a drastic turn.
|