(Author’s note: Bronchitis, a cracked wrist that will soon be able to be out of splint permanently, and lots of work to do before winter camp next month. All of it is making me go crazy and want to get my vacation week that much sooner. Anyhow, here’s today’s fictioneers.)
© Dale Rogerson
The Icehouse
by Miles H. Rost
“Winter is coming, Aunt Miranda.”
“I know.”
“You know that I have a place open for you in Coos Bay. It may not be warm, but it’ll be better than this place.”
Miranda brushed her slightly graying hair off her face.
“I know. But, I am going to stay. If my Keith comes back, where is he going to go?”
“But Uncle Keith is M.I.A. I don’t know if he will come back. At least if we get news, we can guide him to our home.”
“Thank you, child. But I’ll wait for him.”
Icicles started forming on the tree.
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Sad story, Miles.
Shalom,
Rochelle
And a hearty shalom to you, blogmother! 😀
Sad,indeed. I can’t imagine waiting for an MIA soldier, not knowing when or if.
My grandmother went through it. Thankfully, my uncle returned…but it was absolutely killer how she had to go through it.
I’m sure it was. Talk about feeling helpless!
Sad, but inevitable. How could she leave?
It is what is in the mind, yes.
Grief creates its own logic.
As long as we have hope… but ya know… she could have left him a note if she is in danger of freezing!
Some people just don’t have that much faith, alas.
Sadly, true…
Oh, sad story! Hope she doesn’t wait in vain.
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If one follows the music, it is likely she does…
You touch my heart with that one, Miles. I’d stay put and wait, just like Miranda. I hope she’s rewarded with the return of her beloved Keith.
The music would indicate otherwise…
If only hope could keep her warm. Touching story, Miles. — And I hope you fully recover in time to deal with the craziness of the holidays!
Already there. Right arm is nearly normal, left arm still needs some work. And yes, hope can flicker warm, but only for a short time.
Glad to hear you’re doing so much better!
Sounds like her will to live is bound up in his coming back. A tragedy, though, if he returns and she’s frozen.
There’s no love inside the Icehouse…
I’m sure he’ll be back, don’t worry guys. This ice will melt, and give birth to water.
Depends on if you listen to the music and use it for determining whether or not…^_-
The warmth of hope ,,,,,,
Sometimes the bleakest.
Lots of MIAs made it back – she should wait but wrap up warm.
In this case, and if you follow the music, that’s a wait that could mean the end.