“All right Jez, don’t give it everything at first, save it until you absolutely need it, then show ‘em what you got!” I gripped the go-cart frame, leaning forward so Jez could hear me. “There are a lot bigger carts than ours here,” Lucas pointed out. “Don’t think like that, then we for sure wont…
A Quarter Mile (Part Three)
“Pull harder!” Jez pushed her leg down, gripping the handles on her bike. “I can’t! My legs are about to give out.” Wyatt leaned forward, standing while he peddled. “Put your legs to use: peddle!” Jez titled her head from side to side as she peddled down street. “We’re trying!” I looked back at Jez,…
A Quarter Mile (Part Two)
The next day after school, I dragged a pallet out of the garage and dropped it behind the four-wheeler. We decided Sunday afternoon to build a raceway around the bike track and because it was at my house, I was in charge of building it. After I attached the pallet onto the four-wheeler, I drove…
A Quarter Mile (Part One)
I swung my legs back and forth, twiddling my thumbs. In front of me sat Mr. Beamer, or as I liked to call him, Bobble-Head Beamer. A few rows in front of him sat Nose-Picker Noah. He picked his nose very subtle so no one would notice, but I always did. I made sure I…
What’s wrong and what’s right? These days so many people have different views on one thing that, at times, it nearly feels impossible to know what’s right and what’s wrong. There are so many beliefs and rules that people have put in their heads. I’m not saying everyone’s point of view is wrong. But somehow,…
In a Day’s Time (Part Five)
They’re entering the gates . . . Getting positioned for their start . . . And the gates are open. Firefly has the lead; Moondance, keeping second place. Yellowstone is staying in the back, halfway down the track, he seems comfortable staying in the back. Moondance is lining up beside Firefly. Moondance is now taking…
In a Day’s Time (Part Four)
Skyler opened the front door, and headed to the kitchen cabinets. She grabbed a glass, then filled it half way with orange juice. Taking a sip of orange juice, she leaned against the counter, and stared at the wooden floor. “What’s going through your head?” Ty asked, walking toward the kitchen. Skyler watched Ty open…
In a Day’s Time (Part Three)
“How is that going to help us?” Aunt Cathy sat down in the lazy boy and focused all her attention on Skyler. “That horse is nearly skin and bones.” “He’s not as bad as the other horses. We could nurture him back to health.” Skyler held the laptop on her lap, still sitting on the…
In a Day’s Time (Part Two)
“How could you not tell me? Both of you—how could you keep something like this from me?” Skyler stood in the hallway, between the stalls, with Aunt Cathy and Ty standing in front of her. “We didn’t want you to worry,” Aunt Cathy finally said. “It’s like you guys pretend not to know that I’m…
In a Day’s Time (Part One)
Skyler jogged to catch up with her older brother, Ty, and asked, “Why can’t I see him?” “Because.” “Why not?” Skyler’s legs kept a steady speed in order to keep up with Ty. “Would you slow down and answer my question.” Ty halted and turned his head toward Skyler. “That horse doesn’t concern you. I’m…
The Farmer's Daughter 