I purposefully left the “Hemingway” post up an extra few days and didn’t post again on Wednesday. I want to thank everyone who visited the blog, left comments, liked and shared.
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August is such a big month for me each year. It is not only the month Rick and I both had birthdays, but also the month he returned home from prison after fifteen years AND the month we got married.
So, I want to share a couple of short excerpts from “Home At Last.”
The air brakes brought the lumbering bus to a stop and the door flew open. Luke stood and gathered his meager belongings, consisting of a cheap cardboard case with a change of underwear, one change of clothes, a comb, toothbrush and shaving razor he’d been issued when he left prison. In his pocket, he carried his parole papers, which he’d glanced at often since leaving Kansas.
When he spotted Darlina at the entrance of bus station, he swallowed hard.
He maneuvered his lanky frame to the front of the bus and stepped off. He dropped his case and wrapped his arms tightly around her when she ran forward. They stood quietly, barely breathing.
His chest tightened when he saw big tears welling up in her blue eyes. He hated to see her cry, even if they were tears of joy.
“Oh Luke. You’re finally home,” her voice quivered.
Lily and Nicole bounded out of the front door before the car came to a complete stop.
The minute Luke opened the car door, they both flew at him. “Daddy, Daddy!” Nicole yelled.
“Let me get out of the car, girls, then I can give you both a big hug.”
Darlina watched, misty-eyed, as the girls grabbed Luke’s hands and pulled him toward the house. Luke glanced back over his shoulder at her. “Come on, Mama. Let’s join the party.”
She smiled and caught up with them.
The entire family had gathered to welcome Luke home and Mom Stone had prepared a feast including homemade chocolate pie.
Tears and laughter filled the air with joyous celebration.
When Mom Stone hugged her son, she sobbed into his shoulder. “Bubba, I didn’t think you’d ever get home.”
“Don’t cry, Mom. I’m here now and I’m not going anywhere else.” He reached for Darlina who wrapped her arms around them both.
Luke’s eyes misted when he hugged his only brother, which in turn brought a lump to Darlina’s throat. Because of cancer, Bobby no longer had any vocal chords and after suffering a stroke, he walked with a cane and dragged his left leg.
Voice hoarse with emotion, Luke hugged Bobby a second time. “It’s damn sure good to be home, stud.”
In the chaos of everyone talking and laughing, Darlina linked her arm through Luke’s. “We did it, baby. We finally did it. Are you happy?”
Luke gave her a positively sinful grin that made her heart lurch. “Darlin’, I’ll show you how much a bit later. Bet I can get you out of that beautiful dress in nothin’ flat.”
Darlina laughed. “Promises promises”
It was a very big day in the lives of Luke and Darlina Stone. One that would never be forgotten.
A union created in heaven and sealed on earth.
To everyone who has read and reviewed, “Home At Last,” THANK YOU!!