Stories - Thoughts - Musings

 The cool morning breeze swept across the marsh. The breeze was soothing as it gracefully glides across  my body clothed in a sleeveless top, shorts and flip-flops. I spy a wooden chair at the edge of the marsh. It  sits stoically waiting for someone to care for its weather-beaten frame. On that wooden chair I take a seat,  and with outstretched legs, I relax. The tiny ripples of water lapping on the shore do not have the strength  to reach my bare toes, so they retreat to try again. With writing utensils in hand, and my camera beside  me I sit. I put my head back. I listen.  

Kayla and Rex sat under a crimson sky as the sun gently set behind the serene waters of the Obitaki River. Lost in thought, Kayla wiggled her toes through the cold, smooth mud of the shoreline; gazing at the river as it headed out to sea. The night air was crisp as her fingers combed through Rex’s golden hair, as they had done hundreds of times over the years. Rex looked up at Kala his breathing labored; he settled in resting his head on her lap. Kayla’s tears began to flow. “I’m going with you Rex, I am going with you.”

 Tyler and Siena stood at their front room window staring into the night sky. What would the night bring  they wondered? It was a clear evening with a light breeze, a full Moon lit the darkness. Siena still  couldn’t believe her parents were letting them go on this adventure. 

 It began about a week ago when a letter addressed to both of them arrived. It wasn’t unusual to get  letters addressed to both of them, they were twins. It was unusual for them to get a letter like this one.