Adele’s Pattern: A Journey To Redemption Pt. III

Abandoned or Just Rewards? Adele was heartbroken and angry. She felt like she had done so much for her daughters and she did not understand why they had stopped talking to her. She called them often, trying to reconnect and figure out what the problem was, refusing to really look at herself as the possible problem. Her calls always went to voicemail. After months and months of calling, texting and email, she found herself blocked from their numbers and their emails. Desperately, she began asking people for help. She had

Adele’s Pattern: A Journey To Redemption Pt. II

Angry Mother, Scared Children Missy and Lily did apologize which seemed to make their mother relax. Though she seemed to be her happy and loving self again as they ate their dinner, the girls felt a little different. They felt wary of her. They did not know if that would happen again or how to avoid it. But as all little kids do, they brushed it off and continued to be themselves. At least they did until the next time, a few weeks later. This time it started with a

Adele’s Pattern: A Journey To Redemption

The Daily Grind Adele had had a long day. Her boss was on top of her about her reports that were late. She kept telling him that she did not have enough time to do all the work that he expected from her but she just kept getting the empty threat about firing her and finding someone faster. But Adele was good at her job. She knew it and knew that they could not find anyone as good as her.  Still, the day wore on her and her boss’ words

The Unfortunate Life of An Interesting Woman – Finale

Memories Like The Corners Of Our Minds… Ginny’s mind poured over these memories as if they happened yesterday. “Take a look at this Rebecca,” she said to her 18-year-old granddaughter, “This was my first published article. I was the first woman to make the front page at that newspaper.” Ginny leaned back, her old arthritic hands ached as she clutched the treasured items that she was pulling out of her old chest. They were sitting in her dusty and very hot attic. Rebecca was heading off to college in a

The Unfortunate Life of An Interesting Woman – Part VI

One Strong Woman To Another As Ginny entered the newspaper office, she was immediately greeted by the tall woman she had met the last time she was there. Instead of wearing a frown, the secretary looked mildly interested and intrigued. Ginny decided to ask her to let Mr. Watson know that she was there. “Hello, Ginny to see Mr. Watson,” she said. The secretary smiled in an amused way and sauntered off to Mr. Watson’s office. When she returned she looked as though she wanted to ask. “You know honey,

The Unfortunate Life of An Interesting Woman – Part V

The New Angle Ginny had spent the rest of the evening retyping her pieces with her mother’s edits and she was truly amazed at how well they had turned out. The next morning, before her father left for work, Ginny thrust the pile of papers in front of him. With a chuckle, he grabbed them and began reading. His face changed as he read. He always loved reading Ginny’s work, but the articles he was reading now were much deeper and had more clarity than ever. The struggle that Ginny

The Unfortunate Life of An Interesting Woman – Part IV

Mama’s Girl Ginny’s mother’s facial expression changed from genuine interest to one of pain. She wrapped her arm around her daughter’s shoulders and led her inside to the sofa. As they sat, more tears rolled down Ginny’s face and she tried to bury her head in her hands. Her mother watched as her confident, beautiful daughter crumpled into a pile of tears and sobs. Something was very wrong. “Sweetie what happened?” She asked as she brushed the stray hair away from her daughter’s wet face. “It was awful. They mocked

The Unfortunate Life Of An Interesting Woman – Part III

The Newsroom The office was full of smoke. Ginny coughed as she walked into the haze. She could see that the walls were lined with bookshelves and there were boxes and loose sheets of paper all over the room. On the desk in front of her was the newest copy of the newspaper with red marks all over it. She felt a sense of excitement but was also a bit intimidated. As she looked at the man sitting behind the desk, she rallied her inner strength and stuck out her