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A Trip To Grandmothers House |
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A cute story for the whole family.
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TITLE KEYWORD
Fan Fiction |
AUTHOR
Brian J Hankins |
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[June 2007] |
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A Trip To Grandmothers House
Brian J Hankins
As we arrived at my grandmother’s house, Sunday around noon, I knew this was going to be a great day. I was 8 years old and had been there many other Sundays, but this day was special, the trip was to have Easter dinner. As I entered the tattered old house, I could envision the yellow pineapples that were clinging to the ham that was in the oven, it was Grandma’s specialty. As I entered the house it smelled like grandmother had been cooking all night. I could smell the caramel colored glaze that I loved so much, as the hint of brown sugar and pineapple engulfed my nose. I took a deep breath in through my nose, and at that moment I wished I was a dog. With extrasensory nose power like my dog Skippy had.
The shadow of my grandfather was sneaking up behind me. I could see the outline of his frame against the wall that faced me. The sun was beaming through a small window pane that was on the wall behind us. The light dazzled me with the colors of blue and gold as they shone past me and landed on the wall I was facing. I could see the dark shadow of my grandfather as it got closer. It overtook my own and I suddenly felt myself being whisked into the air and spun around to see a smile on the old mans face as he planted a kiss upon my cheek. The touch of his scruffy, gray, day old beard brought feelings of love. I could smell the faint odor of old spice cologne that he must have applied the day before. He looked at me, and said, this is going to be a special day.
As he let me down, my feet were already moving and I ran to the kitchen where grandmother was, standing by the stove, as I knew she would be. I grabbed her around the leg and held on for dear life. I give her the biggest hug a little tyke like myself could, and she looked down at me with a great big smile and said, Happy Easter my little angel, and I said Happy Easter to you too grandma.
As I held her I could feel my mouth watering from all the wonderful smells that were in the air. The array of colors that emerged from the pies that sat upon the table were a delight to the eyes, they were topped with everything imaginable. I saw a meringue pie that was topped so high with whipped topping that it looked like the top of a snow covered mountain. I was like a kid in a candy shop. I made my way to the table and inserted my finger into the whipped topping and swirled it around a time or two, pulled it out and plopped it into my mouth were the illustrious white topping sent a sense of taste throughout my mouth that I will never forget. I had died and went to pie heaven.
About that time I felt the sting of a hand on my behind that told me I had better exit stage right, and make a path back to the living room if I was to survive my journey to the kitchen. As I was leaving the kitchen I could hear the faint laughter coming from grandma as she muttered the words, “that boy.” I knew I was still in her good graces.
As we all sat in the living room I could hear all the grown up chatter going on but I paid it no never mind. I was thinking about the shape, texture, and smell of those pies. Not to mention the way they looked. My mind wandered to the time we would eat and I could see the knife cutting into the yellow custard of the pie that had enticed me so much. I heard grandma say that dinner would be in about half hour and that she was going to change and prepare for dinner. A half hour, that was forever, I wanted that pie now and I didn’t know if I could wait.
I got up from where I sat and I walked towards the kitchen entrance, I looked back to see if anybody had noticed my departure and they had not. So I walked into the kitchen and the glimmer that shown from that pie was just too much for my little mind to handle. I snatched a spoon from the table that had been prepared for our meal, and yes, I grabbed the pie as well. I darted to the darkness that lies beneath the tablecloth that was on the table. Spoon and pie in hand, I inserted the silvery object deep into the mountain of white topping that was before me, and I dished out as much as the spoon would hold. I stuck those beautiful colored textures into my mouth and it exploded with flavor the likes of which I had never known. I, once again was in pie heaven.
A few minutes later I heard my name being called. Of course the feelings of guilt and shame rolled throughout my body like I had just been caught with my hand in the cookie jar, well I was about to be caught with my spoon in the pie. But I did not answer. I heard my name several more times and heard the scurry of ruffling feet as they grew nearer, and suddenly there was a blinding light as the table cloth was being pulled up and my grandmothers head popped beneath the table and said, what are you doing down there young man?
I began to cry as she gave me a look that sent dark chills throughout my mind, and suddenly there was a smile as she crawled underneath the table and asked me if she could share my spoon. We sat there and ate from that pie until it was almost gone and she hugged me and said, are you ready for some ham now?
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"This reminds me of Heckel and jeckel as that cartoon was a classic and so is this " -- Matthew Mark@, USA.
"Enjoyed the read, the title drew me in as it bought back memories of when we visited my Grandmother, before she saw us for the last time before we emigrated. That moment of time is embedded in my heart from my childhood days - and they were wonderful memories. Thanks for sharing and liviling up my own memory." -- Amy, Hayes, UK.
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© 2007 Brian J Hankins |
STORYMANIA PUBLICATION DATE
June 2007 |
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