The Roar Of The Engine Reverberated

Although they do not have much money, the mother never allows herself to forget the high status of her old relatives: ‘“Your great-grandfather was a former governor of this state . . . Your grandfather was a prosperous landowner. Your grandmother was a Godhigh.”’ Her family’s home, which was once a symbol of their prosperity, now had “worn rugs and faded draperies.” The home’s decrepit condition is comparable to the state that her family’s high stature is now in. In essence, the home as well as the old life which she is clinging to is now gone, and what is left is rotted stairways and “Negroes living in [the house].”

“Drew, you know grandma loved you so, so much,” my mom tells me in the most heartbroken tone, one which I had heard only once before when my grandpa had died.

Dad was gone. I don't know how me and mom are going to get over the fact that he is dead. I'm starting to cheer up but that's just because of John. “The farm looks really good” said John. Thanks, me and mom worked really hard to keep it up and going while you all were gone. It was hard.” Mom is taking his death very hard” he said. “Yeah she is, Bub i miss dad alot” I said.” Look at me, you need to stay strong, your are the only one holding us all together right now Mary.”he said. I cried on his shoulder for a good long while until mom called for supper and we raced to the

She looked down at the coffee table to see a brown box filled with a few things. On top, she could see some family photos in gold color frames. “Thank you,” she said to him. She walked over to her father’s chair and sat down. She became aware of an uneasy feeling around him and wanted as far away from him as possible. It may have come from her dad complaining about him for a long time. She was now wishing for her uncle to show

“I want you to know that you don’t have to feel alone. I know you wanna reach out for your grandma, but your mother and I are still here.”

At first, everyone in the family was in awe, especially her grandma. Her grandma insisted that she was young and her grandma doesn’t want things to get in hand especially because

The moment I emerged from the stairway I began to stare at the man sitting in the chair across the room. This man was not the man I remembered; this man was pale, weak, and lacked motivation. He was not my grandpa: outspoken, stubborn, and jolly. However, the house had not changed one bit. There was still a cluttered mess on the table and reminisce of my departed great-grandma all throughout the house.

“Come on in,” Aunt Sarah yells, “Hello, it seems like it has been forever. I have missed you.” She darts over to Sally like a lightning bolt, to give her a giant hug, ”Now I know you just arrived, but it is late, so time for bed.”

Deep in the woods there was a cabin at the end of a long, winding driveway. The screens of the windows were flapping in the wind. The steps creaked with every footstep that Ruth Smith took. As she opened the door to her Grandpa’s cabin, she wondered why he had given her this dilapidated building in his will. Ruth looked around the cabin and said “This is going to take forever to get ready to sell.”

Though it was it shameful to admit, she struggled to remember the image of her grandmother. The more she tried to focus on it, the more it slipped away, like losing a dream after you wake up. She could feel herself losing the relationship she once had as a young girl. The sun seemed to dim in the windows and she had to wonder if it was just her imagination.

“I promise, Grandpa. I’ll never lose it. I promise, pinky promise you,” she said, “I love you, and you will forever be in my heart.”

Charles stood up, and walked together with his mother for the first time in years. He felt as though a great weight was lifted from him, he finally had an end to his

Katelyn went to the front door opening it wide and peered out at my grandmother. My grandmother then called to her, telling her to come out into the yard, telling her that the boys had left and wouldn’t be back again. That she had nothing to worry about any longer. My grandmother then picked up one of the chickens and began petting it—Katelyn did the same.

Once her Grandma's wrinkled hand had touched her shoulder, she knew what she was going to ask her. She didn’t want to visit the rancid-smelling and dark attic. Susie loved her granny, but she hated how her grandmother would use her to acquire objects out of the attic because her she can’t get up to the attic. Her grandma was getting very old and had very annoying arthritis. Susie felt that she always needed to help in anyway that she could. Susie was against going there because the small, beady-eyed dolls would talk to her in her head.

The family stops at a restaurant to get a bite to eat, and we find out that the two parents, Bailey and his wife, do not really care for the Grandmother. The Grandmother asks Bailey to dance, but he just declines and ignores her. Bailey’s wife does not seem to care either. They then continue on the road, and the Grandmother begins to tell the story of a house that she really enjoyed passing. She really wanted to go there, so she persuaded the children to want to go as well. After a long time of complaining, they finally convince their father to head back toward this house. They go down this road when all