Lelia Alternate Ending

Within this short story, there are three main characters; Tom Shiftlet, Lucynell Carter, and her daughter, who is ironically also named Lucynell Carter. For the sake of this paper, we’ll call the mother, and old lady, Ms. Carter while calling Ms. Carter’s daughter Lucynell. To give you

In each instance the selfish natures of the characters lead to conisquences that not only affect themselves but also the people around them. In “The Life That You Save May Be Your Own”, Mr. Shiftlet and Mrs. Crater contiuisly use young Lucynell as a pon in their game to gain and automobile and a son-in-law. Leaving the young girl to be abandoned by her new husband and left completely alone. While in “A Good Man is Hard to Find”, the grandmother’s selfish and deceitful tendencies lead to the death of herself and her family. All which could have been avoided if she had not tried and changed the family vacation from Florida to East Tennessee. When that did not work she continued to feel the need to make her family miserable and go against everything they asked her to do, including bringing the cat the caused the accident that lead to their

She didn’t answer right away. Her eyes played over the scenery. A part of her couldn’t fathom a time when

Other days, the teens would find their way down to the docks. Listening to the voices of the gang begging to use the town rowboat always filled The Captain’s heart with great amusement. True to his spirited nature, he couldn’t help but tease; first acting gruff with a look of annoyance at the teens' pleadings, then cracking a smile and bellowing an overwhelming, “Yes.” Taking turns rowing around the harbor, hanging around The Captain and chatting to the locals who happened by, had Lelia and her friends wishing the summer could go on forever.

“My father had this pond made especially for me. Did you know that?” She ran her fingertips across the top of the water and remembered how the king would lift her up so she could watch the fish swim around the lily pads. From now on, visiting the pond would be bittersweet for her.

The Harbor Master, Lelia’s dad, Captain Clarke D. Russell, stood before her with one hand placed firmly on his hip and the other holding his cigar. He looked a bit confounded.

"I'm fine baby, it was you I was worried about." With his arms on her shoulders, Richard peered into Lexi's eyes, and gritted his teeth at the tears that dripped down his cheeks. What happened to her whilst he'd been fucking around, waiting for darkness to come?" Now wasn't the time to ask, and although a rage, directed at Karl Williams, exacerbated by the memories of his own treatment at the hands of the many many years ago, consumed him, and led to the thought of , despited his questions and fears, of streaming through the closed door, and confronting him and Blair Huntington to demand their freedom. However, common-sense overrode emotions and with Lexi clutching on to his hand, he wiped a tear gently from her cheek, and followed her to the

Despite Elaine’s complains she had to concede Nakoma did look outstandingly handsome once she stepped into the hall. Her jet-black hair was gracefully

The look in Stone’s eyes shifted from askance to dangerous. “Hoped I’d never have to understand what?”

“I just don’t understand why…” Krystal was having so much trouble breathing that she couldn’t finish her sentence. She blew her nose before she went on.

Aralia had been born pale grey almost all over. Now her coat was a deep silver colour with puffs of milky white fur at her neck. Her long nose was a blond colour too and showed up her deep brown eyes. Her hair was still a wiry cap but one day would grow to cascade down in silvery veils. M hounds have very, very long tails but, certainly, Aralia’s was truly amazing! She was young enough to let her tail fur loose so it flowed out behind her as she skimmed by all in her path— so fast it made Caty dizzy to watch her.

Each of the residents of Huron Square welcomed the newcomers graciously. That evening too, Surina met her remarkable next-door neighbor, Gowan Carney, who appeared to be in his late eighties. Notably, he wore orthotic shoes as one leg was considerably shorter than the other and consequently, he needed to walk with a cane. Furthermore, a spinal curvature curbed his height. He had the overall unmistakable air of a Gnaritonian with a leonine mane of hair and huge incandescent eyes that shrouded his other facial features. Moreover, his sprightly energy gave him the impression of relishing every second of being alive with every fiber in his body.

“Oh,” I gulped, trying to grasp that. My thoughts felt poised, not able to attached to anything solid. “So—”

‘Alright, time to begin.’ Lumina closed her eyes and began focusing on gathering her magic.

“Let me see if I understand you,” I said, calmly and looked Mildred in her beady little eyes. “You are telling me to…”