Traveling Together


Reading the last word of her story, Kaylee put down her tablet with a satisfied smile. Gran-gran had texted her the link for it, along with the message: ‘4 train’, the day before Kaylee left.
Her mother leaned over to look. “Two hours to go.”

Kaylee looked out the window while Mother rambled about manners once they arrived at her aunt’s. Sure, she’d say hello to everyone first, but that didn’t mean she wouldn’t spend most of her time with Gran-gran. She couldn’t wait to talk to someone who understood both the thrill and sadness of finishing a great story.


The notes: Something special happens when someone shares a story they love with another person. The Turner family at the center of “Her Story”, from my book The Trouble with Wanting, and Other Not-Quite FaerieTales, understand that joy and never miss a chance to put it use.

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29 comments:

  1. I can see her delight in the brightness of that smile. So much anticipation, and Gran-gran seems to be just as psyched.

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    1. LOL, considering coming up with halfway decent titles often proves to be trial for me, I'm pretty pleased with it.

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  2. The relationship with her grandmother sounds just wonderful. And sharing and discussing fiction is one of life's deepest pleasures. Lovely story. I particularly liked that Gran-gran writes "4 train" instead of "for the train". Generational cultures have crossed and fused so nicely. Jilly, Sugar on the Bee

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    1. I came up with that modification trying to keep the story within the limits and was thrilled I had stumbled on it. It was a neat, small way to show how her Gran-gran was committed to meeting her granddaughter in her way.

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  3. She couldn’t wait to talk to someone who understood both the thrill and sadness of finishing a great story.

    These are the people to hold onto in life.

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    1. Yes! The ones who get world drunk on a richly told story, keep them close and keep reading together.

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  4. Dear Rommy,

    Only an avid reader can understand the sorrow of leaving favorite characters behind. Actually that works for the author as well. Nicely done.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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    1. The Post Amazing Story Blues is a malady voracious readers just have to learn to live with. But it is made better when you get to talk to someone who loves a story as much as you do.

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  5. Great piece, great tune, Very much enjoyed it.

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  6. A lovely connection between her and her gran. Nice one.

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    1. Me too. I think its wonderful when different generations find things to bond over.

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  8. So true. Sadness that the story has ended, thrilled that there may be more from the author to read.

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    1. That's a good feeling too... waiting for the next book to drop from an author you love.

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  9. This is special Rommy!
    My mom and I have traveled across Canada and into the States on the train and I was just thinking of our stories!
    Big Hugs!

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    1. That must have been cool. I got to travel by train with my daughter to Atlanta and back once. It was a pretty neat experience.

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  10. Gran-gran sounds like a treasure. Great story of writing and connection.

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  11. What a blessing it must be to have someone to share with like that in a young life.. thanks for this.

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    1. Understanding spirits are always a blessing to have around

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  12. How perfect to have that special person to share your experience with... and finishing the story is the hardest part... though I think my stories are often finished somewhere in the middle :-)

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    1. LOL, when I feel that way, I try to step away for a bit, maybe switch up activities. Endings are clearer when I come back.

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