Spill Out The Beans

I got into my pajamas with hearts all over them and blue under them they were as soft as a cloud. When I got into bed to rest my head I imagined what fun Lexie and I are going to have. I always text her, but it will be nice to see her face to face. I rested my eyes and closed them shut I then fell asleep and dreamed. Most of my dreams from that night were about Lexie and me as kids, and how we would play at the park all the time.

I was in the car with my family heading towards the lake to go fishing. The car ride was long and boring. Half through the car ride we stopped at a gas station so we could get some gas. After we got gas we went back on the road and I fell asleep through the other half of the car ride.

He changed the subject. “That was a good concert, Miss Johnson. I think it's really cool that you take us to stuff like this”

My lips curved into a lopsided grin and my hand scratched the back of my neck as I replied. “Sorry Chief. Little tired this morning. You were saying?” while staring down at the common room floor.

“that if I don’t answer him right now he was going to knock me into next year” so I said

When they finished lunch, the servers cleared the tables except for drinks. Louise stood up, straightened her clothes, and ran her fingers through her hair before she stepped to the podium. “Good morning, ladies. I am excited to introduce our speaker today. She is our new mayor’s wife, Betty. I am sure we are going to enjoy working with her on special projects. It is my pleasure to introduce the First Lady of Howardsville, Betty Eastwood. It is our pleasure to have you with us today,” Louis said moving aside and allowed Betty to step up to the podium as the members applauded.

When I was young, my mom and/or dad would tuck me in bed, and they would read me a story, out of my gigantic dark blue Disney fairy tale book. Then I did not think I would ever go a night without being tucked in, but now my parents and I just say “Goodnight” then head off to hit the hay so to speak. And before my mom would leave the room for me to get some sleep after she would read a story, I would say “Wait mom! Where are my Butterfly kisses?!” She would say “Oh, okay sweetie.” And sometimes I would just be silly and keep my mom in the room just because

I woke up screaming and I knew it was only a dream of that night. it had only been two months since my parents died but I remember every detail.

“No.” I said sleeply hoping she would leave me alone to sleep. But of course she just kept on shaking.

“Good morning, Ram” he wished the butler while taking the seat next to the table. In a gentle and silent reply, the butler folded his arms in a Namaste gesture and wished him back.

At two in the morning seven years ago, my nine year old self was jolted awake by my mother. Begrudgingly, I peeled my eyes opened and tried to blink the sleep away.

“See, you’re fine.” Milo said, smiling wide. Karmen’s eyebrows and shoulders relaxed at the sight of the other girl’s smile. Karmen noted the krinkles the other girl gets around her eyes when she smiles.

“why?” He questioned. What was this, an interrogation? I thought his first reaction would be to scream. I'm surprised he hasn't already tried.

She wiped her tears away, walking towards the front of the house to greet her mother. Instead of seeing the brown head of her mother she was greeted by her sister, Valerie. She lept forward, hugging her. “They cleared you? Thank god, I knew you didn’t do it!” Valerie's turns towards, her eyes are dark with rage.

I woke up from my slumber in a darkened haze. My hands clutched empty bed sheets, making me jolt upright in a sudden memorization that I didn't fall asleep in my room. In fact, I fell asleep on the couch in the living room if I remembered correctly.