My Mother the Man Eater by Tracy Krauss

Author:Tracy Krauss
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Publish on Demand Global LLC

Chapter Twenty

Joleen woke up with a groan. Her head felt the size of a pumpkin and her mouth tasted like … who turned that bright light on? She squinted, and rolled over, burying her head in the pillow.

“Good morning, Mother dear,” Jinger said cheerily, coming to sit on the edge of the bed. “You’re sleeping late for a Saturday. What about going to the gym?”

“Is that what day it is? Stop moving so much! You’re making me sea sick!”

“Had a little too much fun last night, did we?” Jinger continued conversationally.

“Who turned that bright light on? It’s shining right in my eyes!” was Joleen’s only response.

“That’s just the window,” Jinger informed. “Now wait until I tell you about my night! I had this absolutely awe inspired idea last night on the Sky Train home, so I went back to work after dinner and guess what -”

“Sh. Must you talk so loud?”

“Well, I thought you’d like to hear about my latest success,” Jinger pouted. “Mr. Castilano thinks I’m his next star! Did you hear that? Me! He called me a talent.”

“That’s nice,” Joleen sighed. “Do you think you could get me a glass of water and a few aspirin?”

Jinger rose abruptly from the bed, causing another groan from her mother as it bounced back into stillness. “I suppose. Since you’re not listening anyway.”

“You can tell me all about it later, okay?” Joleen pleaded feebly.

“By the way. There was a message on the machine from John Michael – kind of cute, by the way. Something about a date to go sailing?”

Joleen moaned softly this time, closing out the light with her arm. “I’m about to die! How can I go sailing?!”

“Come on,” Jinger said, hoisting her mother into a sitting position. “I’ve got just the cure for a nasty hang over. Half an hour and you’ll be fit to sail the seven seas!”

“Oh!” Joleen gasped, covering her mouth as she made a bee line to the bathroom.

***

Another beautiful, sunny Saturday on the West Coast. Life didn’t get much better than this. William Underhill smiled as he peered out the kitchen window into his back yard. His property sloped up sharply in the back, mostly covered in lush, green evergreen, some probably hundreds of years old. All kinds of wild life passed through; deer, elk - even a black bear, once. All that and more, even though he was still considered within the city limits of North Vancouver. This morning, several species of birds were gathered around the bird feeder. He allowed himself a moment of wistful remembrance. His wife Melanie had suggested the feeder. It had been one of the small pleasures that she had so enjoyed. He kept the feeder full; a tribute to her memory.

Still carrying his morning coffee, he turned away from the window and strolled through the kitchen into the hallway and on toward the front door. The elegant and spacious home was really too large for one person. He had thought a few times about selling and moving into Vancouver proper.

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