Narrative Essays: Hanging Out

Hanging Out

That Saturday morning was sunny and bright as Kimberly stepped outside for a morning walk. She didn't run every day, and this day was one of those days. She always enjoyed the early morning as everything is fresh and the air smelled like forest leaves. She took a sip of coffee from her travel mug and headed out. It was her time to think and plan her day. But planning her day that day proved difficult as she couldn’t get what’s been happening in the Oakwood Forest out of her mind. But until Honeysuckle goes into labor there was not much for her or anyone to do. She had to wait.

Lucinda got up early as she normally did. She got dressed and peeked in Jackie’s room (still asleep as usual) and then went downstairs. She fixed a bowl of cereal and went to the back porch to sit and eat. When she stepped out on the porch she found her dad already there strumming his guitar. He paused when Lucinda came out.

“You’re up early, dad,” said Lucinda.

“Couldn’t sleep,” he said.

“I know what you mean,” said Lucinda, ”It took me a while to fall asleep last night. Too much is happening. Too much incredible stuff.”

Steve started strumming again. He used to play guitar in a band before going to medical school. He played guitar and was the lead vocalist. He taught himself to play when he was in high school and became a very good musician. But ever since becoming a doctor he just played to relax.

“Sing me a song, dad,” asked Lucinda.

“Hmmm. Let me think,” said her dad. “Okay, this one I wrote several years ago, but no one has ever heard it because I didn’t want everyone in the house laughing at me! … Let me think for a moment how it goes …

Okay, this one is called:

Frog Songs

In the rain in the mud was a frog,

In the mud by the fr...

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...ear from her eye.

“That was beautiful,” said Ambur.

Frances quietly got up and said, “Lucinda, don’t you think we should head home?”

“Yes, Frances. Thanks for playing that. It was lovely.”

They got their things together and headed for the stairs. Honeysuckle and Ambur had both walked over to the stairway to see them out. Honeysuckle gave each girl a hug and whispered in Frances' ear, "Thanks so much for playing today. I never knew a piano could sound like that. You were wonderful."

“Thanks, Ambur, for letting us visit,” said Lucinda. “Please let us know as soon as Honeysuckle goes in labor.”

“Surely I will,” said Ambur.

“Oh, and Ambur,” said Frances as she turned to face him, “the answer to the riddle is: ‘An Echo’.”

Ambur smiled and said, “Take care you two!” It wasn’t long before the two girls had made their way back home. Once again, in record time.