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Archive for April 5th, 2010

To Look for America (7)

        “I don’t know; this just sounds like a bad idea.”
        “Please,” Bree said, calmly. “Just ask her. We’ll have fun no matter what happens.”
        John sighed and leaned his head back to look at the ceiling. “I’ll ask her when she gets home.”
        Bree smiled. “Good. Let’s work on some homework like we’re supposed to.”

        Dinner time quickly approached and John drove Bree back to her house. He was slightly peeved to find the house empty when he got back, expecting his mother to be home starting dinner, but welcomed dinner in his own home than the better-cooked, but awkward meal with the MacGuinnesses. The sky got dark outside and John turned the lights on. He got bored with his homework, but thanks to Bree had most of it done before he moved on to other things. He was in the middle of movie when he spotted lights in the driveway. He stopped the film and quickly put it away just in time for his father to walk into the house.
        “Where’s your mother?” he asked, a little too loudly. He wobbled towards the kitchen table and put down his construction tools.
        “At the hospital with Grandma,” John replied.
        His father grunted in reply. “You should probably get to bed, it’s late.”
        John got up and went to his bedroom. It was late if he caught his father coming home. He flipped on the light switch and surveyed his room with a sigh. Posters of airplanes, motorcycles, and movies stars plastered the walls and made the room look small. He flopped down on his bed, clothes and all and stared up at the pictures of spacecraft he had taped to the ceiling. He heard his father break a dish in the kitchen with a loud crash. John rolled over on his side and sighed again. He closed his eyes and listened, but he was asleep before he heard their family car enter the driveway.

Author’s comments on post 380: What a whirlwind of a week! I’be been working on writing when I can, but to say it’s been busy would be an understatement. I decided the Johnny should have a father, though an absent one. I didn’t want to get too stereotypical, either, so hopefully this is something of a new spin on a usual character. More on Wednesday.