DROUGHT’S END

planter

 

Leo’s heart was dry as that old planter with its dead plants.  It had rained in March.  Leo thought it marked the end of the drought and  Holly came back from her mother’s.   Working together on the planter marked a new start.

But no, the dry struck again and she was gone.

They had thought nothing could come between them.  They used to sing, “You are my sunshine.”  Sunny days are supposed to be happy days.

Listen!  What’s that?   Thunder. Lightning.  Raindrops.

Leo grabbed the phone.   “Holly, raindrops keep falling on my head!”

How he loved hearing Holly laugh!

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About oneta hayes

ABOUT ME Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
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12 Responses to DROUGHT’S END

  1. calmkate says:

    delightful tale of the ups and downs of relationships, well written Oneta 🙂

  2. pennygadd51 says:

    I like that story! I suppose Holly going back to her mother’s was more or less forced by the drought. Your last line had me smiling broadly; it is cheering when the one you love laughs.

    • oneta hayes says:

      Holly doesn’t have the endurance of her husband. Then again she had a choice, maybe he didn’t have another place to go. Anyway all’s well that ends well. And of course they will be stronger for the next drought. She won’t leave again. 😀

  3. granonine says:

    The power of music. I hope they have enough songs to keep them together long enough to find a way back to each other.

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