Missouri
chapter two
willow leaped out of my hands as soon as we neared her food
dish that was filled with her food. "good morning,
missy," my mom smiled at me.
"what's for breakfast?" i asked, kissing her on
the cheek.
"well, what would you like?" she hugged me.
"surprise me," i giggled. i turned and sat down in
one of the three wooden chairs at the table.
my mom, Ceili, is the one i survive by. my dad,
blake,
left my mom when i was two. so i barely knew him. even though
i don't know him, i miss him. i want him to come
back.
after about fifteen minutes, my mom called me into the
kitchen.
"i made you orange pecan french toast! your favorite!"
she kissed my forehead.
"thanks, mom," i said. i looked at the clock. i had
to leave in about ten minutes, so i quickly ate my food. with
not much time left, i kissed my mother goodbye, grabbed my
bag, and ran out the door.
i stuck my hand in my bag, searching for my keys. i touched a
cold metal object, and i wrapped my fingers around it,
pulling it out. i slid my key into the lock of my car door
and got in. i slid the key into the ignition and started my
car. i switched it into reverse, then started to back out of
my driveway, then drove off to my first day of school in this
autumn-infected
town.
