The Family: Countdown To A Curse by Ford S.M

Author:Ford, S.M. [Ford, S.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: ebook
Published: 2016-02-17T18:30:00+00:00

The next morning I woke early. The sun was barely lighting the sky. I sent Rosi a happy birthday text. The text I got back was puzzling. “Thx cuz! Look outta ur window in 5 mins!!!” I walked to the big windows that lined the wall of my bedroom and sat cross legged on a pillow, waiting. I heard it before I saw it. I knew that sound! Rosi came careening around the side of our house, hair flying, sitting atop a shiny, cherry red Moped Motobecane! She looked up at my window and waved wildly, grinning from ear to ear. I flew down the stairs and out the kitchen door. “Aaaahhhh! Happy birthday Cuz! This is sweeeeet! You’ve got a Connie too!” Rosi pulled her little red helmet off. “Can you believe it, Cuz?! I had NO idea! Our parents must’ve planned this all along! How freakin’ awesome is this?! Oh, and she’s not Connie, that’s yours. Mine’s gonna be Tobie! You know, Mo-tobe-cane? So, Tobie! Connie and Tobie, riding off into the sunset! Sweet freedom! Get dressed! Let’s get outta here!” We spent the day revisiting all the spots I had discovered on my first day with Connie. Downtown for ice cream and frappucinos. Then a much needed relaxing putt around Whiskey Lake, with a picnic on the northern shore. On the way home, as we passed the Family Tree, I suddenly had the urge to stop. I pulled Connie off into the dirt, and Rosi followed. “What’s up? Why’r we stopping?” I walked towards the old tree, and bent to examine it. “I just wanted to check out the wound. See how it looks.” Our makeshift clay and spider web bandage had fallen away, and lay on the ground below. To our surprise, the gash in the old tree had healed completely, leaving a bumpy, knobby scar in it’s place. “Wow, that was fast! I can’t believe it healed that quickly! Is that normal?” Rosi shook her head and placed her hand on the tree’s bark. “I’m no arborist, but I don’t think so. But then, nothing about this tree is normal. It’s so...warm and alive. I mean, I know trees are alive, but this one feels weirdly alive.” Still thinking about the tree, we climbed back on our Mopeds and headed towards home. I was off to my room for some research and Rosi was off to her house for birthday dinner.

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