Journey Through Life

Peace Destroyed                                                             Peace Destroyed Why. What happened to make him do such a crime. How could he be so thoughtless. So cruel to his family. Those are the questions everyone asked all those years, ago. His actions took the lives of two innocent people. Then he took his own life. His actions seemed senseless. Shock of what he'd done stunned the communities for miles around. A couple of day before. Ray had called at our house to sell us some of his vegetables. And fruit. On his way to town where he'd take his crops to sell to the markets. He seemed so happy. Not a worry in the world. We used to buy a lot of his produce from his family because that is how they made their living. Some times, we'd visit the farm to buy fruit, and vegetables. Their place was a lot closer than driving hours to town for fresh supplies. Early one morning. The baker arrived with the sad news of what had happened the day befor

Leoni Saunders suffered a great loss. The baby which should have been hers to have. Hold. Keep for her very own for many years never made his way into her life. He had died before he was born. Never had a chance to breathe the air on this earth before he was taken away from her. She mourned her loss alone. Her husband had been killed in the car accident. The same accident which had caused Leoni to loose her precious son before she had a chance to hold him. Deep pain within left a massive hole in her life. An empty hole. One where her heart should be full of love for her husband, and son. She had nothing left of her once happy life. Depression began to set in wit a vengeance. No longer was she able to be surrounded by her friends, and family. They didn't understand her loss. She was drowning in their sympathy. There had to be a way to deal with her empty life. Her family had been wiped out. Sitting around the house pinning away dragged her deeper into a hole deeper th

The years rolled by but the pain never seemed to diminish. Stella couldn't fight off the depression which had settled in her life. Her devoted family had been supportive. Joyful. Until the abysmal day their daughter,Sue Ellen, went missing on the prairie. Sue Ellen had wandered away from her home while her mother had been busy working in the garden. When Sue Ellen was born she'd become the apple of her mother's eye. She had golden curls. Her eyes brighter than the blue of the ocean. She had the look of an angel. Sue Ellen brought much joy to her family. On the fateful day in June with the ghostly mist rolling over the prairie, Stella looked up from her work. She searched for Sue Ellen but she no longer played where she had been, when Stella began her work. Stella dropped her garden fork from her lifeless fingers. “ Sue Ellen. Sue Ellen.” Stella ran between all the flower beds trying to find her daughter. Sue Ellen didn't answer her mother's call. S

Florence Foster sat in her wooden rocking chair. At the age of ninety-two, she passed her time sitting in the lounge room looking out the window. She sat in the same place every day soaking up the sun. Sandy, her great Dane, lay relaxed on the floor beside the rocking chair listening for any trouble, which might cause his mistress any stress. His head rested on the feet of Florence. Florence looked up from her crocheting. She watched two men walk around the very old, shady tree, which grew on the footpath in front of her house. The men carried a chainsaw, an axe, rake, and shovels. A back hoe was parked on the other side of the road. Florence put down her crocheting. She reached for her walking stick. Standing. She shuffled from the lounge room, down the passageway to the front doorway. She stood there to watch the men while they measured the girth of the tree. She didn't like the way the men sized up the tree. Florence, with Sandy hot on her heels, follo

Father Anthony Dunn was a sly character. He had grey hair but he hit it with a multitude of sins. The Father had passed himself off as sixty years old but anyone with a keen eye, and a good judge of character, had been able to see the truth. In his family all the male members hair turned grey around the age of thirty years of age. Maybe this was from all the worry from all the scams they pulled. The looking back over their shoulders to see if the police were hot on their trail. Or someone, who they had crossed swords with, and were out to kill them. To keep his body lead, and fit,, Anthony, worked out at the gym every day he had a chance. He ran most days so he'd be able to increase his speed to keep ahead of the people who were after his hide. If he hadn't kept fit Anthony may have been found shot, or bashed to death, in some back alley. Or someone might have given his a pair of cement shoes before sending him down to swim with the fish. Most of Anthony Dunn's f

Ted crawled from his warm bed to venture out into the cold frosty morning to go to work. He left home before the sun rose each work day whether it be rain, hail, frost, or a hot summer's morning. Like the postman the sanitary man had to face all the different weathers thrown his way. “ Morning, Bess.” Ted rubbed his hand over her back. He wrapped his arms around her neck while he whispered in her ear. He slipped the bit into her mouth before pulling the gear over her head to then buckle the cheek strap. Ted led Bess to where the wagon waited. Bess backed up to be harnessed to the wagon to commence the round for the day. The pans rattled on the wagon while Bess clip-clopped along the streets to this mornings destination. Rugged up from the cold, Ted prepared himself to remove the outer layer of his warm jumpers. Bess came to a stop at the first address of the morning. Ted lay the reins down then jumped from the wagon. He grabbed an empty pan then headed t

Mary didn't move to greet her husband when he entered the house. She stayed seated casually concentrating on her sewing. A slight tremor of her fingers belied how calm she really was. The needle not hitting the mark on the first try. She jabbed her finger many more times than the material. Her tongue tip pressed against her teeth in her concentration a sure sign she was nervous to anyone who knew her very well. Or took the time to know Mary wasn't the usual loving, caring wife. “ No kiss tonight, darling,” asked her husband, Patrick. “ Sorry, darling. I'm trying to finish this before the baby arrives.” Mary didn't look up from her work. “Welcome home, darling. How was your day?” “ Busy as usual. My feet are aching. Where's my drink,” he asked from where he sat in his arm chair. “ You know where the bottle is. Help yourself for a change. You'll have to do so while I'm in hospital. Time you learned to do things for yourself.” Patrick walk

Lucky for me I was on the second floor. Or on the steps when the lightning struck the power pole down the street. Hopefully, I'd find my way to bed without walking into any obstacles. Unlucky for me the house I lived was haunted. Things went bang in the night. A glowing apparition appeared out of the darkness with a lantern to show me the way to where. Even though I screamed, he beckoned me to follow him. His back was turned to me. I didn't see his face. A scared face fresh from battle with blood dripping from his cheeks to dampen the front of his shirt. Unlucky for me, he took me to the wrong room. He took me to the room where all the dearly departed were having a wow of a party with music and dancing. A cold feeling ran through my body like a ghost walked right through me. I was rescued by a real man. He was leading me to safety. But I was wrong. The floor opened before us letting us fall over the edge floating through space to softly land on solid

Kelly Stanley had begun to dress when the phone rang. “ Good morning. Are you Kelly Stanley?” “ Yes.” “ Congratulations Kelly. You're the winner of a trip to Hawii for two weeks. You will also receive two thousand dollars in spending money. “ I do. When do I go?” “ You will leave in two days, you lucky girls.” Charm trickled through the phone. “You can call to pick up your tickets from my office in the Plaza Hotel building on Flinders Street. If you call around five tomorrow evening I'll have every thing ready for you.” “ Thank you. I'll be there.” Kelly was excited to have won a trip just when she was due to begin her holidays. She hadn't made any other plans because she couldn't afford to go away on a holiday. Kelly finished dressing in record time for her to rush to work at the shoe factory. She puffed when she rushed through the door at work. “ I won a trip,” she gasped. “I'm going to Hawii. All expenses paid. I will have spending money