Stretched out on the bed, Nancy wondered if life could get much more boring than this.
Anything…almost anything…would be better than this.
Anything…almost anything…would be better than this.
Every
last vegetable in the
garden that could be canned had been canned. In fact, the garden was a
pile of pulled weeds. Yard was mowed. Siding washed down. Fence wire
repaired. Laundry was dry, ready to be folded. Someone else can do that!
The hogs were wearing down in the heat. Which is why Nancy was at home: to spray water over the hogs to cool them down.
The slightest sound brought Nancy almost to the point of throwing furniture out the window or ripping down the laundry line.
Is this what it feels to be insane, to lose
my mind?
The parents were at a church committee
meeting. The older brothers had taken the
truck to somewhere. Like they always did.
That point seemed
rather vague. Why did they go? Why didn't I go with them? Why didn't they ask me to go?
Lightening
blew out the transformer yesterday, taking all the electricity with it.
No TV. No one to phone. No radio. Nothing.
Nothing. Not a damn thing.
What do you think a bored teen (boy or girl) would do in this
situation?? What would you do?
Original post was back in 2014 Never published? Anyway, this story means a lot to this farm girl.
