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<blockquote data-quote="Robert Eggleton" data-source="post: 62451" data-attributes="member: 3765"><p><span style="font-size: 10px"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">First Chapter:</span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">Cozy in Cardboard</span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">Inside her first clubhouse, Lacy Dawn glanced over fifth grade spelling words for tomorrow’s quiz at school. She already knew all the words in the textbook and most others in any human language. </span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">Nothing’s more important than an education. </span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">The clubhouse was a cardboard box in the front yard that her grandmother's new refrigerator had occupied until an hour before. Her father brought it home for her to play in. </span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">The nicest thing he's ever done. </span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">Faith lay beside her with a hand over the words and split fingers to cheat as they were called off. She lived in the next house up the hollow. Every other Wednesday for the last two months, the supervised child psychologist came to their school, pulled her out of class, and evaluated suspected learning disabilities. Lacy Dawn underlined a word with a fingernail. </span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">All she needs is a little motivation. </span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">Before they had crawled in, Lacy Dawn tapped the upper corner of the box with a flashlight and proclaimed, "The place of all things possible -- especially you passing the fifth grade so we'll be together in the sixth."</span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">Please concentrate, Faith. Try this one. </span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">"Armadillo."</span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">"A, R, M, … A … D, I, L, D, O," Faith demonstrated her intellect.</span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">"That's weak. This is a bonus word so you’ll get extra points. Come on."</span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">Lacy Dawn nodded and looked for a new word. </span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">I’ll trick her by going out of order – a word she can't turn into another punch line. </span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">“Don’t talk about it and the image will go away. Let’s get back to studying,” Lacy Dawn said. </span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">My mommy don't like sex. It's just her job and she told me so.</span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">Faith turned her open spelling book over, which saved its page, and rolled onto her side. Lacy Dawn did the same and snuggled her back against the paper wall. Face to face -- a foot of smoothness between -- they took a break. The outside was outside. </span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">At their parents’ insistence, each wore play clothing -- unisex hand-me-downs that didn’t fit as well as school clothing. They’d been careful not to get muddy before crawling into the box. They’d not played in the creek and both were cleaner than the usual evening. The clubhouse floor remained an open invitation to anybody who had the opportunity to consider relief from daily stressors. </span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">"How'd you get so smart, Lacy Dawn? Your parents are dumb asses just like mine."</span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">"You ain't no dumb ass and you're going to pass the fifth grade." </span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">"Big deal -- I'm still fat and ugly," Faith said.</span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">"I'm doing the best I can. I figure by the time I turn eleven I can fix that too. For now, just concentrate on passing and don't become special education. I need you. You're my best friend." </span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">"Ain't no other girls our age close in the hollow. That's the only reason you like me. Watch out. There's a pincher bug crawling in." </span></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">Lacy Dawn sat almost upright because there was not quite enough headroom in the refrigerator box. She scooted the bug out the opening. (delete here for word count) Faith watched the bug attempt re-entry, picked it up, and threw it a yard away into the grass. It didn't get hurt. Lacy Dawn smiled her approval. The new clubhouse was a sacred place where nothing was supposed to hurt. </span></span></span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Robert Eggleton, post: 62451, member: 3765"] [SIZE=2][FONT=Courier New][FONT=Courier New]First Chapter:[/FONT][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=2][FONT=Courier New][FONT=Courier New]Cozy in Cardboard[/FONT][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=2][FONT=Courier New][FONT=Courier New]Inside her first clubhouse, Lacy Dawn glanced over fifth grade spelling words for tomorrow’s quiz at school. She already knew all the words in the textbook and most others in any human language. [/FONT][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=2][FONT=Courier New][FONT=Courier New]Nothing’s more important than an education. [/FONT][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=2][FONT=Courier New][FONT=Courier New]The clubhouse was a cardboard box in the front yard that her grandmother's new refrigerator had occupied until an hour before. Her father brought it home for her to play in. [/FONT][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=2][FONT=Courier New][FONT=Courier New]The nicest thing he's ever done. [/FONT][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=2][FONT=Courier New][FONT=Courier New]Faith lay beside her with a hand over the words and split fingers to cheat as they were called off. She lived in the next house up the hollow. Every other Wednesday for the last two months, the supervised child psychologist came to their school, pulled her out of class, and evaluated suspected learning disabilities. Lacy Dawn underlined a word with a fingernail. [/FONT][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=2][FONT=Courier New][FONT=Courier New]All she needs is a little motivation. [/FONT][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=2][FONT=Courier New][FONT=Courier New]Before they had crawled in, Lacy Dawn tapped the upper corner of the box with a flashlight and proclaimed, "The place of all things possible -- especially you passing the fifth grade so we'll be together in the sixth."[/FONT][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=2][FONT=Courier New][FONT=Courier New]Please concentrate, Faith. Try this one. [/FONT][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=2][FONT=Courier New][FONT=Courier New]"Armadillo."[/FONT][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=2][FONT=Courier New][FONT=Courier New]"A, R, M, … A … D, I, L, D, O," Faith demonstrated her intellect.[/FONT][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=2][FONT=Courier New][FONT=Courier New]"That's weak. This is a bonus word so you’ll get extra points. Come on."[/FONT][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=2][FONT=Courier New][FONT=Courier New]Lacy Dawn nodded and looked for a new word. [/FONT][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=2][FONT=Courier New][FONT=Courier New]I’ll trick her by going out of order – a word she can't turn into another punch line. [/FONT][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=2][FONT=Courier New][FONT=Courier New]“Don’t talk about it and the image will go away. Let’s get back to studying,” Lacy Dawn said. [/FONT][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=2][FONT=Courier New][FONT=Courier New]My mommy don't like sex. It's just her job and she told me so.[/FONT][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=2][FONT=Courier New][FONT=Courier New]Faith turned her open spelling book over, which saved its page, and rolled onto her side. Lacy Dawn did the same and snuggled her back against the paper wall. Face to face -- a foot of smoothness between -- they took a break. The outside was outside. [/FONT][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=2][FONT=Courier New][FONT=Courier New]At their parents’ insistence, each wore play clothing -- unisex hand-me-downs that didn’t fit as well as school clothing. They’d been careful not to get muddy before crawling into the box. They’d not played in the creek and both were cleaner than the usual evening. The clubhouse floor remained an open invitation to anybody who had the opportunity to consider relief from daily stressors. [/FONT][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=2][FONT=Courier New][FONT=Courier New]"How'd you get so smart, Lacy Dawn? Your parents are dumb asses just like mine."[/FONT][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=2][FONT=Courier New][FONT=Courier New]"You ain't no dumb ass and you're going to pass the fifth grade." [/FONT][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=2][FONT=Courier New][FONT=Courier New]"Big deal -- I'm still fat and ugly," Faith said.[/FONT][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=2][FONT=Courier New][FONT=Courier New]"I'm doing the best I can. I figure by the time I turn eleven I can fix that too. For now, just concentrate on passing and don't become special education. I need you. You're my best friend." [/FONT][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=2][FONT=Courier New][FONT=Courier New]"Ain't no other girls our age close in the hollow. That's the only reason you like me. Watch out. There's a pincher bug crawling in." [/FONT][/FONT][/SIZE] [SIZE=2][FONT=Courier New][FONT=Courier New]Lacy Dawn sat almost upright because there was not quite enough headroom in the refrigerator box. She scooted the bug out the opening. (delete here for word count) Faith watched the bug attempt re-entry, picked it up, and threw it a yard away into the grass. It didn't get hurt. Lacy Dawn smiled her approval. The new clubhouse was a sacred place where nothing was supposed to hurt. [/FONT][/FONT][/SIZE] [/QUOTE]
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