I remember that day in 1980 when Mt. St. Helens volcano in Oregon erupted. Miles away in Sheridan, Wyoming, during my senior year of high school, when I woke up that morning, it was the first bit of news I heard on my clock radio. As I got ready for my day, the announcer advised residents to close their windows because volcanic ash was in the air.
My younger brother’s elementary school class had an outdoor field trip, which was canceled. Infuriated, my mother proclaimed that it was just a little ash that wouldn’t hurt us. That was nothing compared to destruction in the vicinity of the eruption.
Thanks to Girlie on the Edge for inspiring the above with her six-sentence story prompt for this week, in which the given word is “eruption.” You can click here to participate in this week’s hop and read other bloggers’ six-sentence creations.
Copyright 2021 by Abbie Johnson Taylor.
Independently published with the help of DLD Books.
Sixteen-year-old Natalie’s grandmother, suffering from dementia and confined to a wheelchair, lives in a nursing home and rarely recognizes Natalie. But one Halloween night, she tells her a shocking secret that only she and Natalie’s mother know. Natalie is the product of a one-night stand between her mother, who is a college English teacher, and another professor.
After some research, Natalie learns that people with dementia often have vivid memories of past events. Still not wanting to believe what her grandmother has told her, she finds her biological father online. The resemblance between them is undeniable. Not knowing what else to do, she shows his photo and website to her parents.
Natalie realizes she has some growing up to do. Scared and confused, she reaches out to her biological father, and they start corresponding.
Her younger sister, Sarah, senses their parents’ marital difficulties. At Thanksgiving, when she has an opportunity to see Santa Claus, she asks him to bring them together again. Can the jolly old elf grant her request?