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No one likes it when their family life changes. This is particularly hard for the Radtke's. A troublesome girl named Tracey enters their lives and the children are an endless journey to make sure this girl doesn't get into any further trouble or cause their parents to lose their fostering license. These are snippets from my second novella in the series, "Oh Tracey."
Last week
Every time I visited their house, it was dark with the soft hue of a single light in one corner of the room. One could easily assume they had no children; or if they did, they’d have to live in dark shadows of the place.
Arriving at the craft fair, I was surprised to find Tracey there. She looked calm despite what had happened earlier. Forty or so crafters had set up their own tables in a strip almost the length of the strip mall's hallway. Connie gave me a clipboard and a job.“I want you to man the station."
“Okay, Connie,” I said. She showed me a tin box where the money went and then took her Diet Coke with her to the bathroom.
Tracey was sitting at the end of a card table filing her nails.
“You going to help?” I asked.
“Do what?”
This week
Arriving at the craft fair, I was surprised to find Tracey there. She looked calm despite what had happened earlier. Forty or so crafters had set up their own tables in a strip almost the length of the strip mall's hallway. Connie gave me a clipboard and a job.“I want you to man the station."
“Okay, Connie,” I said. She showed me a tin box where the money went and then took her Diet Coke with her to the bathroom.
Tracey was sitting at the end of a card table filing her nails.
“You going to help?” I asked.
“Do what?”
This week
“Never mind.” I began reorganizing the crafts on the table in a way that seemed to make more sense. Boy wooden dolls went other with boy wooden dolls, girls went with girls. Figures that said, ‘Home sweet home’ didn’t need to go with other ones that resembled homes, so I put them instead next to Halloween cats and scarecrows. The Christmas Santas really had no place next to the candy canes so I put them with the the vegetables, including orange squash and tomatoes. “Eat your heart out,” I said patting Santa’s belly.
“You’re weird, you know that?” said Tracey.
“Am not.”
“Are too.”
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