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Ghost Creek, Chapter 4
Kevin G.
Chapman

Part 4 – The Fair

 

TURNING THE PAGE ONE LAST TIME

 

As the end of the year approaches, we ready ourselves for the inevitable changes it brings.

The weather shifts, you recycle your underwear drawer, everyone’s state of mind—all the little things in everyday life that shift as we say farewell to the old year.

Angry words and the stomp of visitor’s footsteps alerted everyone inside Soaring Cedars Provincial Park headquarters seconds before the door burst open.

Poetry Corner
Betty
Sanders

Apologia from a Teenager’s Mother

“I paid the girl that comes to clean
Ten bucks this morning, John.
She worked like hell to wax the floor
Your muddy shoes are on.
I know! It doesn’t matter and
You’ve heard it all before…”

And John walked through the
    nagging house
And slammed his bedroom door.

I gratefully held the author’s payment in my hands and reflected on the most difficult and, at times, the most unpleasant narration project I’d ever completed. I shouldn’t have been surprised.