Short Story 1 Part 3

Welcome back to my short story. If you haven’t read part one and two yet start here.

It was nine o’clock before Jessie got Kyle up to bed. He was so wound up but he was also exhausted.   He loved playing with the “bigger kids” as he called them.  After watching them together she had to agree with the description of the other guys.  Kyle had fallen asleep after his bath almost before his head hit the pillow.

She sat in her overstuffed chair and read for about thirty minutes after she laid him down just to make sure he wasn’t going to get back up.  After she was sure he was out for the night she went downstairs to the couch and stretched out.

Looking out the window she saw her brother and his friends all huddled up around a fire. It was surprisingly cool for a July night and the air coming off the water made it chilly.   For the second time that night Sean startled her by coming up behind her.

“Why don’t you come out?”  He looked a little serious. She guessed he was probably still upset she snapped at him earlier.

“I’m listening for Kyle. I should stay inside.”  For a minute looking at him she didn’t see the Sean she saw earlier. She saw the Sean 7 years earlier that she had almost loved.  She had never told him but she often wondered if he knew by the way he looked at her.  Keith had placed a firm rule when they were kids though and none of his friends were allowed to date his sister.  So she never asked if he knew or even felt the same way.

“I’m sorry about what happened to you, Jess.  I wanted to hurt him when I heard. Worse than he hurt you.”

She shook her head. She didn’t want to talk about it. she didn’t want to think about Paul and her only friend running off together.

“Please, let’s not talk about it.” She pleaded with him with her eyes.

“Then come on. Come out and have some fun. ” She didn’t answer at first. She just looked at the room upstairs her son was sleeping in.  When she finally spoke, she it was softly.

“My fun, my life, is up there.  It’s the life I want, Sean.”  He nodded.

“Good night then, Jess.”  He didn’t move for a minute. He just stood there, looking into her eyes. She felt like he was looking right into her soul.  When he finally turned away to leave she felt her legs go weak.   She felt the old feelings start to stir that she hadn’t felt for six years.

Shaking off the past, because she knew that’s what it was, she fell back onto the couch and forced herself to read her book again.


Today’s excerpt was a little shorter but there are two more left!   You won’t want to miss them!


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