Putney Mountain: A Narrative Fiction

“I could hear you crazies arguing all the way from the car, just give the poor girl something to do this time. You never let her get in on any of the action.” suggested Natasha,

Andrew has come back home to attend his mother’s funeral, but has been away for so long he has become estranged to his New Jersey hometown and everyone in it. The reunited

It was settled, the Johnsons were relocating to Bellingham, Washington; since Papa cannot sustain the work in the country. John liked the idea of moving to the city, but Hilda and Lois were not so thrilled. Their house in Bellingham was modern, and John was delighted. From the window, you could see the magnificent Mount Baker. Papa and Hilda started talking about how Mount Baker was like God, making John

In “The Mountain” Eli Clare addresses the plight and disadvantages of the disabled in society using a metaphorical mountain and her own climbing supercrip experience. In the opening metaphor section Clare explains how the little sympathy the empowered and able have for the disabled. With the supercrip section, Clare asserts that when stories of crippled people “overcoming” their disabilities gain publicity they simply support and reinforce stereotypes, continuing the discrimination of the disabled community (Clare 1999). Due to her cerebral palsy, Clare cannot finish her hike with her friend Adrianne to the top of Mount Adams. Following her disappointment, Clare considers the difference between impairment and disability. According to the article, an impairment refers to the objective inability to accomplish a task resulting from a faulty limb or bodily function. On the other hand, a disability is a product of a structures refusal to account for the impaired (Clare 1999). In the final section titled “Home,” Clare reminisces on the depressing parts of his life: his father raping him, the inconsiderate and harsh slurs, and his impairment. Then, he ponders the body as a home and its functions. Finally, he accepts that he will never be able to call the mountain home, but yearns for a society where ableism is absent, the concept of the supercrip is extinct, and the impaired can live normal lives (Clare 1999).

“Oh dear, this town is just rather small. Most people that come to town do not need a place to stay,” she adds to Billy’s comment. It started to get late, and Billy could not decide what to do. Should he leave this insane place, or should he just hold off until morning. He decided to make conversation with the landlady. He wanted to figure her out because, deep down, he knew something was up.

“I’ve taken care of it, Anna,” I said trying to explain. “I’ve already settled almost half your debt with Southside and I have his word that the goon squad is called off.”

“You don’t understand, Hitler is coming here, and I need to tell the others.” She gushingly reveals dashing promptly across the street, darting into a hallway as the searching spotlight narrowly misses her.

“There appears to be some damage done. There are too many good leaders in the county to let that misunderstanding continue. Life’s too short. It’s about our lives.”

I said “finally were Home.” Then we brought him inside the house. The reason he came inside was because he was

She licked her bottom lip and gave her head a shake. She knew she couldn’t just stand back and watch from afar and hope everything was going to turn out okay. No, she need to do something, something to help. “You know I’m with you Ryder, you don’t even have to ask. Though, I feel as if I could be of better use here in town.” She stated honestly. Uncrossing her arms she placed them on her hips. “I can make ammo as well as bombs here in town,” her head tilted off to the side, “If we can find the shit I need to make

"Look, I just want you to shut up and let me focus on the situation we are currently having," Katie mumbles as she approaches the impact doors that leads to a weird-looking

“Louie, you shouldn't yell, you'll wake up the neighbor’s baby.” She squeaked out. She had seen said neighbors take the baby out in a stroller not twenty minutes ago, but she wanted an excuse to get him to stop yelling.

"This place is really a mess, do you still think we can fix it up?" Zain struggled nonchalantly to pull his fingers free from the wood, they did not

“You will soon find out. Old man, you are repulsive. I wish you would stay away from me!”

“No, this is our flat. If you expect me to help pay the rent, you have to agree to keep it at least a little tidy! You should be glad Ms. Hudson started to–”