014. Smile
A bell clangs as the door is opened. Sarah Hawkins, much too occupied at the moment to greet the newcomer, is hurriedly clearing a table for a furry family of four to sit at and enjoy breakfast. The six eyed father rumbles his thanks and they all sit down (or in his case, crash) in their seats before viewing the menu. Sarah lets them know that she'll be back in a couple minutes to take their orders before she rushes to the kitchen to deposit an armload of dishes into the sink, where she will hopefully deal with them later.
She walks back out to find her friend Delbert Doppler still standing in the doorway, looking around the room
"Okay Jim. Deep breath and try to read it again." Sarah Hawkins said to her 7 years old son.
"I h-h-have no-thing to g-g-gi-ve. On-ly my lo-love-" Stammered Jim. He was trying to read a poem for his mother. It was now a month since his father had left him and her. Since that time did he had problems with talking liquid again. The doctors had told Sarah to make him read a story, so he could get better at talking again. He didn't know when he would start talking normal again, it could take years or longer.
Jim did his best to read the poem out loud. It was his mother favorite poem. The real Christmas gift. He was trying really hard to read it
055. Waiting
Three months is a long time to wait.
Well, if we're going to be accurate, it's really two and a half months (yet it feels much longer).
To be precise, seventy-nine days have passed.
Up to this very moment, it's been one thousand, nine hundred and nine hours, twenty-five minutes, and fifty-seven seconds.
Thirty minutes ago, Sarah Hawkins received word that the RLS Legacy had finally docked in Spaceport Crescentia. She laughed, she cried, and she outright shouted in relief.
And now, here she is, standing in the spaceport, scanning the throngs and throngs of creatures and beasts and alien folk.
The wait is over.
The hours sh
He was young, only 19, and his friends dragged him along to this silly dance. He
scanned the girls in the room, looking for one to dance with so his friends
would stop nagging him about it. A girl was standing in the corner, alone. She
glanced up at him and blushed. His friends elbowed him, told him to have fun.
The girl was willing after all. And she was beautiful.
She had gotten all dolled up, her best dress, curlers in her hair. She arrived at the
dance full of youth and hope. He looked at her, and he was handsome. So
handsome. He made his way over. He asked her to dance. She said yes.
He was wearing a suit and sweating. They warne
All About Sarah Contest Entry by Manda-of-the-6, literature
Literature
All About Sarah Contest Entry
Benbow, Montressor. Twenty years ago...
Back in the days when Montressor was a bustling mining planet, providing plentiful ore for the empire, the cities came alive with visitors, workers and their families. People from planets far and wide came to Montressor, seeking a job in the prolific mining industry. As a result, even the most impoverished family had a chance at picking themselves up by the bootstraps and getting ahead in life.
Sarah was running late. She always was, and not for lack of trying, but rather from always having her hands full with doing something else. She had three younger siblings to take care of while her father worked