Smorgasbord Posts from Your Archives – #PotLuck – The Fold Part Two by D. Avery

Welcome to the new series of Posts from Your Archives, where bloggers put their trust in me. In this series, I dive into a blogger’s archives and select four posts to share here to my audience.

If you would like to know how it works here is the original post: https://smorgasbordinvitation.wordpress.com/2019/04/28/smorgasbord-posts-from-your-archives-newseries-pot-luck-and-do-you-trust-me/

I am delighted to share the first post from the archives of D.Avery who is the author of three short story and poetry collections.  I have selected a wonderful serial that I am sharing across four posts…

Part one can be found here: https://smorgasbordinvitation.wordpress.com/2019/05/04/smorgasbord-posts-from-your-archives-serial-the-fold-part-one-by-d-avery/

The Fold part Two by D. Avery

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The Untold

The open porch was curtained by the rain that sheeted off the roof, drilling a trough underneath the eaves. Behind this curtain Hope rocked slightly, pushing against the floorboards with her toes, her father beside her in his chair. A third cane rocker sat empty.

“It’s a good porch”, he said, “Best part of this two-story house.”

“Yup”, agreed Hope. Recognizing the prelude, she looked forward to hearing his stories. Rain drummed the porch roof overhead.

A gust of wind suddenly rent the curtain, whipped them with cold rain, rocked the empty chair.

“Daddy, tell a story about Mommy.”

***

Second Story

“I don’t really know that story Hope. That’s for her to tell. When she comes back.”

“She doesn’t tell stories like you do. She’s quiet.”

“Yup.”

“How’d you meet her, Daddy?”

“You know that story Hope. Comin’ back from my fishing trip up in Quebec I picked up a hitchhiker. At the border she had me pretend we were together so she wouldn’t get questioned too much.”

“And after, she said she wanted to keep pretending.”

“Yup.”

“And she came back with you to the farm and you thought she was never gonna leave.”

“Yup. That’s what I thought.”

***

Always

“Mommy!”

She swung Hope high then held her tight. “Mmm. My Hope. Such a big Hope. Is Daddy in the barn?”

“I’m here.”

“I know. You always are for me.”

He continued to stand in the doorway. She noticed the fall colors beginning to show on the mountain, visible over his shoulder.

He rubbed his shoulder as if it and not his heart ached. “Welcome back. Supper’s already started.”

After putting Hope to bed they sat on the porch step, listening for the loons.

“They’re both together on the lake.” She squeezed his calloused hand. “With their chick.”

“Yup.”

***

Sunset

“Not a sunset anywhere like this one”, she said, leaning against him on the steps.

“There’s no one around here who’d know that better than you.”

“I don’t mean to hurt you.”

“I know.” They sat in silence until lightning bugs glittered the night air.

“You done leavin’?”

“No.”

“Uh.”

“But next time I want you to go with me.”

“What? And leave all this?”

“Well, I was thinking we could wait until Hope is able to look after the farm while we are away.”

“Oh. That’s a way’s away.”

“I know. Gives us time to teach her good.”

Offerings

The curtain snaps against the breeze in the open window. Triumphant flapping and clucking of Hope’s favorite hen heralds its daily escape.

She listens to comfortable thuds and thumps as he prepares breakfast. Brewing coffee rumbles a baseline to the robins’ chirping. The last stair-tread squeaks as Hope joins her father. Both quiet and reserved, in the mornings together they are quite talkative, sharing observations from the farm or surrounding woods, their voices rolling soft like the round-rocked brook. They unconsciously interpret morning sighs. They bring her coffee, their tentative daily offering, worry they might rouse her to flight.

To be continued…………………………………….

©D.Avery 2018

Books by D.Avery

One of the recent reviews for Chicken Shift on Goodreads

Feb 01, 2019 Ritu Bhathal rated it Five Stars

Made me giggle. A whole poetry book, crammed with verses about chickens crossing roads!
Loved this one:

A chicken crossed the road, as happens now and then
Philosophers and passersby
Did their bit and wondered why
But the farmer wondered how it escaped the pen.

Read the reviews and buy the books: https://www.amazon.com/D.-Avery/e/B00IXZIX3U

And Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/D.-Avery/e/B00IXZIX3U

Follow D.Avery on Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/410086.D_Avery

About D. Avery

D. Avery (196?-20??) has long been a compulsive poet. Despite a very important day job educating public school children, she is often distracted by this compulsion, as well as by life’s great questions, such as “Kayak, or bike?”. Though she has come to realize that nothing difficult is ever easy, she believes that it’s all good.

From the author

I live on an island off the coast of Massachusetts with a husband and a cat. I am a teacher of middle school mathematics. I enjoy kayaking, yard-saling and reading. I sometimes write. People sometimes read what I write. ShiftnShake is a place for you to read some of my writing.

Connect to D. Avery

Website: https://shiftnshake.wordpress.com/
Poems: https://shiftnshake.wordpress.com/prompted-poetry/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/daveryshiftn

Thank you for dropping in today and please join D. Avery again next Saturday for the next installment.

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9 thoughts on “Smorgasbord Posts from Your Archives – #PotLuck – The Fold Part Two by D. Avery

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